Run away from hell   Please,excuse my smell   Listen,now I'm dead   Fuck my if I sad      [CHORUS:]      Why   You have to give   You've to forgive   You have to live      I can fly around   Pleaced of the ground   I can see my friends   Frig their balls with hands      [CHORUS]      It's my funeral   Ican see it all      Look - it's me in this coffin,I'm deaad   All this bastards pretend as thay sad   Fuck my aunt,It's so terrible sound   Oh,It's me,I'm at least under ground      You know what I mean   It feel like in dream   You free and don't care   What stuff you've to wear   Come on join me my friend   You'll find promised land   This bastards will suck   We'll newer could give a fuck...