Today I waked
Thinking about the color of the sky
The song of the birds in my window

And who am I?
In this crazy world of the killers our lifes
What are you doing for you?

What do you think about the day of his funeral?
Do you have to choose, what mausoleum you want?
The color of your coffin
The flowers, the testament
Are you ready to go?

You think about this, every day
But you just don't realize
You want to live for every days
And you just still can die

Do you want to live forever?
And see your childs...
Playing in peace and harmony
Just you can try.

What do you think about the day of his funeral?
Do you have to choose, what mausoleum you want?
The color of your coffin
The flowers, the testament
Are you ready to go?