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Death Trip 21

Ash

The story of a man who did never exist 
Lord of the skies died 
With no look in his eyes 
Sleepwalked into the afterlife 
Died in his sleep 
His face incomplete 
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
I've seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass 
You died in your sleep 
Your face incomplete 

One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 
You fill my dreams like sandman 
With the taste of hedonism and death 
One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 
You fill my dreams like sandman 
With the taste of hedonism and death 

Your dark resolve to change your face 
On the eve of your death and resurrection 
Heavy with sleep deprivation 
By death and power intoxicated 
The story of a man who did never exist 
The surgeons have died 
Found in barrels at a building site 
Found dead with their nails pulled out 
He died in his sleep 
His face incomplete 

One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 
You fill my dreams like sandman 
With the taste of hedonism and death 
One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
The world's overpopulated 
Fucked up anyway 
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun 
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
The world's overpopulated 
Fucked up anyway 
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun 

The story of a man who did never exist 
Lord of the skies died 
With no look in his eyes 
Sleepwalked into the afterlife 
Died in his sleep 
His face incomplete 
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
I've seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass 
You died in your sleep 
Your face incomplete 

One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 
You fill my dreams like sandman 
With the taste of hedonism and death 
One million miles away 
My thoughts afloat in speculation 

You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
The world's overpopulated 
Fucked up anyway 
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun 
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff 
Don't let it get under your skin 
The world's overpopulated 
Fucked up anyway 
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun