From Birth To Death - Inactive Messiah

Lying down all alone

Our whole life passes before our eyes

Feeling like another clone

Our body is lying beneath grey skies

After our small lifetime

Pictures passing through our minds

Breathing now for one last time

The air we’re breathing only life reminds

A raindrop comes down and crashes the ground

Red roses that dying on our tombs will be found

Will there be at our funeral crowd

Our soul watches our body from above the ground

We’re livin' our lives and making plans

Not considering that can be squashed like cans

From birth to death there is not a big span

Like a cigarette burns and soon is done

As we are looking back in memories

Tinking of days that stigmatised us

Remenbering a lot of sceneries

Reactions that somehow suprised us

Now we’re approaching the end

For the first time feeling so cold and alone

Now that our being is goin' to transcend

The times has come to face our gravestone

Inapprenhensive we walk

Ignorring the ticking away of the clock

Reaching now the end of the dock

Thinking that our life is just a catwalk