Ars Moriendi by Agent Ribbons Lyrics

Stuck in a boy
Stuck in a boy
She's dying a very slow death
And doesn't stop to look

What is the use?
In the ars moriendi
When you don't even know
How he should live

Oh, what's written there in the ars moriendi
That's worth surrendering the only gifts we have to give

She lives in fear of endings
A thing most cannot help
Do you have any last words?
And did you write them yourself?

What is the use?
In the ars moriendi
When you don't even know
How he should live
Oh, what's in written there in the ars moriendi
That's worth surrendering the only gifts we have to give

Degraded by your leisure
Is the legend of our kind
Make haste in your wealth of inspiration
Conquer the confines of your mind

Degraded by your leisure
Is the legend of our kind
Make haste in your wealth of inspiration
Conquer the confines of your mind
Conquer the confines of your mind
Conquer the confines of your mind
Conquer the confines of your mind