DOA, forever rest post mortem Talkin', hole inside my head no warnin' Zero trace, nothing less still forfeit Haunted, all the things I said left story Yellow tape around the bed won't mourn it Walk it, letters that I read cold forces Fear a day I keep it tight no corset Force it straight around my neck no mourning ♪ Slow burn distaste I report no peace No end 'till the way's been taught Won't learn, won't find a new course New blades, no spine, bury me a dark horse Gold urn grey ash green ferns See me up in these trees no thoughts of remorse Sold work to replace a new hearse Keep safe online, digging up an old corpse ♪ Keep safe online, digging up an old corpse Keep safe online, digging up an old corpse ♪ Post mortem ♪ Post mortem