O Deadly Death

"'Moo-hoo-hoo-ha-ha-ha,' came the long, hollow, sepulchral sound of triumphant Dr. Sax's profound and hidden laughter [...] in the excruciatingly exciting dark shadows of Saturday Night"
 O deadly death
 I laid down long for you
 I hold my breath
 In darkened rooms
 And no one shows
 Me how to live
 Quite like the threat
 O deadly death
 O razor thrills
 you sing my arms to life
 O parent pills
 I'm too alive
 And no one knows
 How good it feels
 To come so close
 To one surreal
 To come so close
 When I get low
 You can't forget
 There's always you
 There's always one thing left
 There's always death
 O lovely life
 I think I know your worth
 For one hundred nights
 You've done your worst
 You've let me know
 The awful thirst
 Along your blade
 On loose red come
 I found my way
 I found my way
 I found my way
 I found my way