The Pulse of the Dead

Heartbeat, can you be faking?
Dead inside - I'm waking

Beat me! I feel a little sick!
Where is the trick?

Your lies are on to kill me…
Kill the pulse inside me

Can't you show me a bit more?
Cut me a sore

Slightly mad - slightly dead…
Where is the beat for survive?

Drive me sad - drive me dead

Fuck it - I stop complaining
No more beats remaining
Coz lies can tell no trick… so sick

Fuck you - I live that hellride
With the pulse of dead inside

There is nothing to show… than empty life

And I was never alive
Slightly mad - slightly dead
There was no way for survive

Drive me sad - drive... drive me dead
And there is nothing alive
All I have... all I had...
Is just the pulse of the dead

...bequeathed: the pulse of the dead