Pus of the Dead Songtext
von TISM

The pus of the dead is running up within you
I′m dying, I'm dying, I′m dying life kills
Hold on a second I wanna come with you
I'm dying, I'm dying, I′m dying life kills
You were like a father, now you′re gone I'll miss you
I′m dying, I'm dying, I′m dying life kills
Pain only stops when mothers kiss you
I'm dying, I′m dying, I'm dying life kills
Everybody's got it
Every guy and gal


Wait until you snuff it
You′ll have it as well.
The pus of the dead is yummy
It froths up in your mouth
It comes up from your tummy
When you′ve run out of health.
It is yellow and sticky
And it's waiting just for you
It tastes much worse than bickies
I′d rather eat my poo.