Complete and total paralysis Attaching to things we'll never miss
Where we live is this A rotting casket scaled with a kiss
Devour each day, the only way In the blink of an eye
It can be stolen away Counting every second winding down
Like days in the heart of hell Where all the dead wishes go
And the unloved and placeless dwell Grins and poses
Every photo of the living funeral photography It won't be me
We mourn the living One chance to do what you must
This is our one time around Ashes to ashes, dust to dust