Death March

There’s nothing I’d like more than to let you in But now you’re on the other side and there’s no way…
To feel your breath of life upon my face
Cause with the state you’re in there wouldn’t be a trace
No I wake up every night with this emptiness ins
ide
Hasn’t been the same since you left without a trace
Quit the human race, did you? Camina con la muerto?