The Southern Death Cult - Flowers in the Forest

Wait a minute my friend

Don't pass me up for dead

As babylon crumbles to sand

A flower blossoms in my hand

And people drifting by

Another day ends

Another day ends

An eventful day ends

Why am I alive?

See my ribbons flowing

I don't want to be like you

I don't want to be like you

There's no others

There's no others

We're burning up in here

My body's burning

We're burning up in here

There's no others

The voice of the people cries

Drones on in monotone

Here is the news

It's all so sad

On the black and white

The diluted truth

Pennies will make it pure again

Pennies will make it pure

Don't ask me why

People are drifting by

Indifferent to stormy skies

Another day ends

The last orders for them

Another day ends

Why am I alive?

Why am I alive?

See my ribbons flowing

I don't want to be like you

I don't want to be like you

There's no others

There's no others

There's no others

There's no others

There are no others in here

There are no others in here

Bleed my dry bleed my dry

Bleed my dry bleed us all dry