Interpret:

Impaled Nazarene

Album:

Death Comes In 26 Carefully Selected Pieces

Drunk in my room on my bed, empty bottle of Jack in my hands 
I can see angels smiling... let's die! 
I bought a pack of glue, sniffed it all at fullmoon 
I can hear angels crying... let's die! 


[CHORUS:] 
Life is hell and then you die 
So better speed it up with knife 


In the darkest corner of the street, loading my veins with 
speed 
I can see angels falling... let's die, die, die, die... 
SHOW'EM DAVE! 


[bass solo] 


I have driven myself too far, can't get enough gotta get more 
I can smell angels burning... let's die!