Death Cart (Live)

It's hard to want to stop now that you've started

I scream NO but the word's are not imparted

Wrist deep in the chasm my foot on your shoulder

Ready to stop you should the wind turn colder

Is it just because you crossed my palm with silver

That this sacred obligation makes my mind a quiver

I walked the same labarynth and arrived this plague romancer

Did you pass me the plague curse? My god's love a chancer

Flat on my back in the hospital bed

Is it my lungs it my arse that has bled?

The machine is enthralling And the trauma does smart

I relive my best life here on the death cart

Living my best life on the death cart I relive my best life on the death cart.