Welcome to Dying

As time slips by I awaken from my sleep Too blind to see that tomorrow's just a dream I fear no pain as I reach toward the sky Immortal words was I really born to die My destiny - please release me from this hell I'm locked inside cannot break the broken spell Welcome to Dying Welcome to Dying Now say your last goodbyes The darkness dies but the dawn it brings no light In life or death our existence is a fight In sight of end let me die leave me in peace A slave to life break the chains and set me free My destiny - please release me from this hell I'm locked inside, locked inside, cannot break the broken spell Welcome to Dying Welcome to Dying Now say your last goodbyes Death - is spreading like disease Life - I cannot see Fate - a shadow blackening my soul Life - holds nothing for me now Death - so let it be Fate - is something far beyond control Welcome to Dying Welcome to Dying Now say your last goodbyes Before my eyes flashing memories of the past I lie in wait could these thoughts now be my last Time fade away have I wasted all these years As air grows cold for the end is drawing near My destiny - please release me from this hell I'm locked inside, locked inside, cannot break the broken spell Welcome to Dying Welcome to Dying Now say your last goodbyes

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

I am a victim of the science age A child of the storm. Whoa, yes I can't remember when I was your age For me! It says no more, no more Nobody rules these streets at night but me The Atomic Punk I am the ruler of these netherworlds The underground. Whoa, yes On every wall and place my fearsome name is hung Just look around. Whoa, yes Nobody rules these streets at night but me The Atomic Punk! I am the ruler of these netherworlds The underground. Oh-oh On every wall and place my fearsome name is hung Look around. Whoa, yeah! Nobody rules these streets at night but me, nobody. The Atomic Punk!

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 10, 2025

We came acoss the West Sea We didn't have much idea Of the kind of climate waiting We used our hands for guidance Like the children of a preacher Like a dry tree seeking water Or a daughter Nice 'n' sleazy Nice 'n' sleazy does it Does it every time. An angel came from outside Had no halo Had no father With a coat of many colours He spoke of brothers many Wine and women Song aplenty He began to write a chapter In history Nice 'n' sleazy Nice 'n' sleazy does it Does it every time.

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 10, 2025