Death Trip 21 Songtext
von Ash

The story of a man who did never exist
Lord of the skies died with no look in his eyes
Sleep walked into the afterlife
Died in his sleep, his face incomplete

You got a taste, you′re playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin
I′ve seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass
You died in your sleep, your face incomplete

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death


Your dark resolve to change your face
On the eve of your death and resurrection
Heavy with sleep deprivation
By death and power intoxicated

The story of a man who did never exist
The surgeons have died, found in barrels at a building site
Found dead with their nails ripped out
He died in his sleep, his face incomplete

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You got a taste, you're playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin

The world′s overpopulated, fucked up anyway
You′d hate to think you were missing the fun
You got a taste, you're playing with the dark stuff
Don′t let it get under your skin
The world's overpopulated, fucked up anyway
You′d hate to think you were missing the fun


The story of a man who did never exist
Lord of the skies died with no look in his eyes
Sleep walked into the afterlife
Died in his sleep, his face incomplete

You got a taste, you're playing with the dark stuff
Don′t let it get under your skin
I've seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass
You died in your sleep, your face incomplete

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death

One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You got a taste, you're playing with the dark stuff
Don′t let it get under your skin

The world′s overpopulated, fucked up anyway
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun
You got a taste, you′re playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin
I seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass
You died in your sleep, your face incomplete