My dear, that is not an act of love Expressionless faces, staring at the novelty Nobodys foolish enough to shed a tear Incidental music, sick, sick Smell it in the air, everywhere It helps us forget the hate Reassemble stories to end a century Words lose all meaning We grow old, were timeless Tick, tick, incidental music, sick, sick Smell it in the air, everywhere It helps us forget the hate For all those that forget God, theres a burning hell For all those that forget God, theres a burning hell Be one of us I was half out of my mind, I didnt know what I was doing I was sick, I was sick Expressionless faces, staring at the novelty Nobodys foolish enough to shed a tear There can be happiness beyond death Youve got to believe that There can be happiness beyond death Youve got to believe that There can be happiness beyond death Youve got to believe that There can be happiness beyond death Youve got to believe that Everybody has to die Everybody has to die Everybody has to die Everybody has to die Youve got to believe that For all those that forget God, theres a burning hell For all those that forget God, theres a burning hell I was sick, I was sick I was sick, I was sick Everybody has to die I was sick Be one of us Be one of us
sick, forget, happiness, everybody, incidental