say it first i won't pretend to know what to do about death and dying more than you,
graves don't talk and souls don't speak in tongues and the dead sea sank with all the ancient ones.
don't cross your fingers if you're afraid,
cause nobody sings on all souls day,
i won't pray.
i close my eyes in [bad word]  too sick to pray for the young in me,
don't want to die so soon, don't really think i will, won't dwell on it for the present do i kill.
don't cross your fingers if you're afraid,
nobody sings on all souls day,
i won't pray