Place two coins Upon your eyes Lay you to rest In a bed made of pine I reject all faith in humanity I have no remorse and no sympathy Hell bent on self destruction Your life has become nothing This hate inside my heart Burns through the fear that flows in my veins I hope you've made your peace You've dug your grave, now rot in it I've lost my mind Close your eyes Lay you to rest In a bed made of pine You play the victim every time Sooner or later your life will be mine I will consume you Death will flow through you