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Does anyone see the scratches?

Does anyone hear the screams?

The screams!

No one sees the scratches

No one hears the screams

No one, no one at all

I did not make any deal with death

I only filed my funeral request

From the creditor I had to run

And I don't want to be prey to the hitman's gun

Sorry for the ones that will miss me

In this after-life no one will nick me

I've chosen the kind of ceremony

The flowers, the music and of course the speech

No one would ever have a clue

One hundred percent waterproof

It all seemed so simple and smart

But death would pull his joker card on me

For now, no one sees the scratches

For now, no one hears the screams

In a while no one would even smell

Oh, the undertaker did his job too well

Despite of what we had planned

The breathing device got filled with sand

Oh no!

This wooden box so hard to sleep

No guide for survival six feet feep

I hear nightmares' hooves - my heartbeat

I scratch and I scream!

We all have to pay our dues in the end

I know I haven't got much time left

Running low on air for which I gasp

I scream and I scratch!

Service's given, mourners weep

Death, the grim one comes and reaps

The last of air that I breathe

I scratch but cannot scream anymore

I'm wrecked in peace

No one saw the scratches

No one heard the screams

I am wrecked in peace

Wrecked in peace