In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

We have no future, heaven wasn't made for me We burn ourselves to hell as fast as it can be And I wish that I could be the king Then I'd know that I am not alone Maggots put on shirts, sell each others shit Sometimes I feel so worthless, sometimes I feel discarded I wish that I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death, it is policeman, death, it is the priest Death is the stereo, death is TV Death is the Tarot, death is an angel Death is our god, killing us all She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string I'm just the ashes She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string I'm just the ashes She put the seeds in me Plant this dying tree She's a burning string