Malhavoc - Dead

Dead


If you came upon a rotting corpse
Whose scent does not disguise the truth
Repulsed, you step back, but soon wonder
The age at which it lost its use

Now you see the difference between what was and what will never be
I hope you understand what wasn't, will never ever be
Cause that which you base your life upon is nothing but dead meat

This is why we say: "It's dead!"
And yet there is always someone telling me, "It's not dead."
Why don't they ever get it through their fucking heads ?
The spirit of this creature has long since left
This is why we say: "It's dead!"

Though it may have once been loved
And it lived in once-great praise
You must now learn to understand
It has long passed its glory days.