Better Off Dead - Suicide Commando

In the name of Jesus

What have we done

Slow death and diseases

We’re on the run

No one will hear you

You’re on your own

No one to save you

We all die alone

We’re better

Off dead

We’re the slaves of evil

Where angels weep

Escape from my hell

You fucking creep

We killed our nature

We lost all hope

Destroy my creature

Where is the rope

We’re better

Off dead