[Pre-Chorus]
Death is near, need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death, toxemia
Transfix the veins

[Chorus]
Overdose by a shot
Makes you dead
Funeral, no one cries
You are alone

[Post-Chorus]
Land of dead
Has taken your soul
Eradicates
Your moribund fate

[Verse 1]
Exonerate your head
Start to live a life
Erroneous erudition
Is left behind

[Verse 2]
Purgatorial blood in the chest
Epitaph describes natural death
The trepidation stopped long ago
Got a real job, forgot the past
Drugs can change a life
To an inner devastation
Drugs can make you high
But also make you dead
[Guitar Solo]

[Pre-Chorus]
Death is near, need the drugs
Poisoned blood
Transfuse death, toxaemia
Transfix the veins

[Chorus]
Overdose by a shot
Makes you dead
Funeral, no one cries
You are alone

[Post-Chorus]
Land of the dead
Has taken your soul
Eradicates
Your moribund fate