Lyrics The Pulse of the Dead - Parasite Inc.

The Pulse of the Dead

Heartbeat, can you be faking?
Dead inside, I’m waking
Beat me, I feel a little sick
Where is the trick?
Your lies are on to kill me
Kill the pulse inside me
Can’t you show me a bit more?
Cut me a sore
Slightly mad, slightly dead
Where is the beat for survive?
Drive me sad, drive me dead
Fuck it, I stop complaining
No more beats remaining
Tired 'cause lies can tell no trick
(So sick)
Fuck you, I live that hellride
With the pulse of dead inside
There is nothing to show
It’s empty life
And I was never alive
Slightly mad, slightly dead
There was no way for survive
Drive me sad, drive, drive me dead
And there is nothing alive
All I have, all I had
Is just the pulse of the dead
Bequeathed
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
The pulse of the dead
(The pulse of the dead)
(The pulse of the dead)