Deceased Missing A Pulse
			
Sense the fate that's in hand feel the wheels stop 
turning 
Confirmed blood is dead stop the flesh and bone 
I think it's quite intriguing these thoughts we wonder 
The end comes much too soon pulse is running slow 
There's no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in 
our veins 
There's no real identity to it all... 
As present as all this is no one real word describes it 
Feelings of something more goes ripping through the 
brain 
I think it's quite intriguing constant thoughts of what 
is out there 
Some things, some times never to be explained! 
There's no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in 
our veins 
There's no real identity to it all. 
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a 
feeling 
For with every birth one day there is goodbye! 
Inflicted by the curse of doom sands of time delivered 
Some things, some times never to be explained! 
There's no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in 
our veins 
There's no real identity to it all. 
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a 
feeling 
For with every birth one day there is goodbye! 
Missing pulse now freshly cut transplanted life 
somewhere else 
It strays away to joyous cells completely unattached to 
flesh and bone 
Missing pulse now passed away tainted senses find 
demise 
Pulse beat prisoner with the stare production halted 
and compromised 
We must prepare for that one time day to exact the 
things we fear 
Face the truth we're all death's children growing to 
die 
And there is nothing in this world that can stop the 
death of life 
For with every birth one day there is goodbye 
Missing a pulse!!! 
Present as all this I, no one real word describes it 
Feelings of something more goes ripping through the 
brain 
I think it's quite intriguing constant thoughts of what 
is out there 
Some things, some times just never to be explained! 
There's no real knowledge of this lingering feeling in 
our veins 
There's no real identity to it all. 
Very alone yet inside of us it is more then just a 
feeling 
For with every birth one day there is goodbye 
Missing a pulse!!!