Zapffe isn’t invited to the Party by The Last Ten Seconds of Life Lyrics

Injecting God I chase the high
Fever dreams I try to fight
Blood in, blood out
Stay calm, lie down

Ever since I was a young boy
The writing was on the wall
The universe brought me to tears
My mind was far too fond
Of the unknown
Little black lines
Each crack in the design
I've been to the astral garden
Witness to the end of time

Injecting God I chase the high
Fever dreams I try to fight
Blood in, blood out
Goodbye
Blood in, blood out
Night night
The room spins
Out of my control
Fuck this
Born to die
Blood in, blood out

The room spins
Out of my control
Fuck this
Born to die

As the lights flicker and bend
Cеnturies fold back
Celestial darknеss
Has come to collect
Levitation begins
Just pain by numbers
All shades of violence
Infest my psyche
Injecting God

Blood in, blood out
Blood in, blood out
Dead