SIX FEET UNDER

What a nice conspiracy, what a nice surprise
My family they put me here, in a coffin made of glass
So I can see them in their glory or they can see me in my misery


Solo : La Rocque

My hands are turning blue while my nails are turning to Red

Solo : Simonsen

Looking up into faces of greed
Sinister smiles ... upon their lips
One of them is waving me goodbye
My lovely sister is laughing at me, I cannot hear but I can see
Now she is kicking soil into my face
I swear I will return to haunt her

My face is turning blue while my eyes are turning to Red