Drinking, drugged up, completely shot to hell
  left behind, aint nothing left to sell
  oh, aint nothing left to sell
  
  the hatred of your blood
  so tortured, so insane
  dead ends, lost hope
  keep running through your veins
  oh, running through your veins
  
  ohhhhhhhh
  So high, and then I fell
  ohhhhhhhh
  Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell
  
  The loss of one's self
  Inside the wheel of doom
  Genocide is coming way too soon.
  oh, way too soon
  
  The undying fear
  the strength of one's demise
  broke and strung out
  you wave yourself goodbye
  oh, goodbye
  
  ohhhhhhhh
  So high, and then I fell
  ohhhhhhhh
  Can't stop the ringing
  ohhhhhhhh
  So high, and then I fell
  ohhhhhhhh
  Can't stop the ringing of my funeral bell