Cadaverine has fun everywhere When all presumption is diluted in a bitter liquid At end of the tunnel cynicism falls apart And where the body falls, there the crows will gather
Chorus When the world sleeps, what you're gonna do? If you don't believe, I've got a special place for you
Skepticism agonizes again As Dna evolves, we're faced by execution And all the time your name is called From the date of birth, a funeral invitation
Repeat Chorus When the world sleeps, what you're gonna do? If you don? t believe, I've got a special place for you
Break the doubt, crush the guilt Till the black hole of death swallows us all From the first breath, a funeral invitation