About to Die

If the search has been long and futile and brutal

And if you squint trying to recollect the bosom

Of your hoodlum love (Hey, baby)

You reach out and into the absence and gasping

The vastness grabs you like an alien embrace

Your face to its face

No end and neither beginning, you're spinning

You're breathless, orbiting a dark and hateful star

An evil world

Where would I ever be without you?

How could I hope to seize the tablet of values and redact it?

Foolish I know, but I'm about to die

About to die

About to die

About to die

Your life must surely be ending and trembling

You realize you never lived a day at all (Wait)

And it's all your fault (Wow)

It all seems unspeakably vile and while

You wretch the memory of all you understood

The vandal laughs into his hood

Where would I ever be without you?

How could I hope to seize the tablet of values and redact 'em?

Foolish I know, but I'm about to die

About to die

About to die

About to die

Look there, the goblins dressed up like a wound

Mutants all vagrant and hateful

Look there, the mirror a zombie stands staring

Vacant and glaring pronouncing your name

As you're saying

About to die

About, about to die

Where would I ever be without you? (No fucking clue)

How could I hope to seize the tablet of values and redact it?

Foolish I know, but I'm about to die

About to die

About to die

About to die

About to die

About to die

About, about, about

You're already dead

You're already dead

You're already dead

But you're about to die

Damn, you got it

All right, awesome