I'm rotting inside,
My flesh turns to dust,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
I'm so sick of death,
Tumors in my head,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
Red rose of death.
In my fist I clutch.
Thorns shred my fingertips.
And drips of toxic blood.
Kiss me one last time,
Cloth off my sweat,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
As my bones they rust,
With every ounce of trust,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
Red rose of death.
In my fist I clutch.
Thorns shred my fingertips.
And drips of toxic blood.
I'm rotting inside,
My flesh turns to dust,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
Kiss me one last time,
Cloth off my sweat,
Whisper are you dying in my ear.
Whisper are you dying in my ear