Dead Man Walking - Kreeps

I see that moon rising

Drawb swollen in the sky

My soul begins to splinter

Hot daggers in my mind

I’ll still be walking when I die

Somne kind of noose been swinging

Over our shallow graves

Some kind of segment crawling

Out on those rusted rails

I’ll still be walking when I die

There’s and echo, deep in my brain

Or a bad place, that I feel roams the race

To the clingons, of three broken clocks

And the marching, won’t ever stop

Some cross our nature coming

Bells chime an awful sound

The trees are far dead hollow

Bad waste were all around

I’ll still be walking when I die

Well all this time in passing

Just let her ate my mom

Black caller down and laughing

Black dog howl clinging bones

He’ll still be walking when he dies

He’ll still be walking when he dies

He’ll still be walking when he dies