Up just in the midnight sky
There’s the last hope passing by
Looking like a pizza pie.

I’m dead but so alive
Sadness flowing through my eyes
Fishing after royal ties

I’m alive but ah, so dead
Rotten and already bad
Decomposing like a mad
Onion without salad

I’m keen only to survive
Here in this cold graveyard
Surrounded by all these dead
Surrounded by all these live.