Eulogy Song -

THE skeleton inside insists that every step’s a toy

A eULOGY for a hEAVY mETAL bOY

How close is he to being gone compared to all the rEST

Down thru the clouds to find what’s Left of It"what were U thinkin?

What r u tHINKIN?

BREATHING lifelike bones of mist

DEAD-eND aNGELS co-exist

How close are WE to being GONE

Compared to them" flyin round

Confused about what the gods were thinkin

And What we were tHINKIN?

The sun makes you sICK so you hURL up a sky

SHOT thru w/ sTARs and easier on the eye

I I I feel a nITE FLITE comin on

Cry 2 your new sky and what’s left of the old world

Do you find yourself thinkin

WHAT are we tHinkin???

THE sKELETON DANCE forces up all jOY

ONE Last hURRAH with your hEAVY mETAL bOY

SKip all the gRAVEYARDS sTONE bY sTONE

All aLONE

And WHAT R U THINKIN???