Too Late - Fit For An Autopsy

Old ashes from repeated mistakes

Hell in a shadow that I can’t escape

It’s too late, it’s too late

Dreams of love, dreams of sex, dreams of joy, dreams of peace

Lie in sickbeds with sweat stained sheets

You only regress, no matter how long you rest

You get what you fucking get

It’s too late

Another man falls down

Serenity, the condition we lack

When you finally accept your surroundings, you can cut through the fat

To the meat of the soul

One grand old hole

Stiff, blue, and cold

And now I know it’s too late

A sinners dance of endless posturing

Who the fuck are you when no one’s watching?

Irreversible

Inescapable

Undeniable

Uncontrollable

Dreams of love, dreams of sex, dreams of joy, dreams of peace

Lie in sickbeds with sweat stained sheets

You only regress, no matter how long you rest

You get what you fucking get

It’s too late

Another man falls down

Irreversible

Inescapable

Undeniable

Uncontrollable