Death as a Gift - Hocico

Stormy day outside

When nothing’s real

His nameless face appears

I see a man waiting for

A sign he’s been seeking

Heralds of the end

So this way ends his day

His days all feel the same

Heads down, crippling steps

As misery is coming

And nothing’s real

Raindrops keep falling to wet his pain

Distress in never-ending days

Hope death is for real

Distress in never-ending days

Rainfall unending

To find death in misery

A blessing in these times

The greatest gift

Distress in never-ending days

Hope death is for real

Distress in never-ending days

Rainfall unending