O.D.’d on Life Itself

How could I fool you I rest and assure you
Take it off from here and put you on the line, yeah
Your back to the pistol and iron bullets whistle
Landscape's open and the world is mine, it's still mine
Od'd on life, life itself
Od'd on life, life itself
Od'd on life itself
Writings appear on the wall
The curtains part and landscape fall
There the writings done in blood
Yeah, like a mummy's inscription and a bat wing tongue
Well then the mouth of the cave will open up wide
Wide as the world that's mine, it's mine, it's
Still mine
So don't you fear the trade in life
Life loves force but force loves life
This wedding by heaven was made up in hell
With the victim as bride and life, life itself
Od'd on life, life itself (repeat ad nauseam)