Over the hills, under the sea,
Fighting the will, whole Universe
Why does a man driving a hearse
Live in a fear, Gift and a Curse
Taking 麓em out, taking 麓em all,
Shooting the wall, over and out
When nothing moves, all鈥檚 well,
A decision he can find a way to live with
... and dried up flowers are so beautiful.
And it applies to all things living, and dead.
For that I serve my time... in my suite in Hell.
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