Call Me When I Die... Lyrics

Claus of death
Scratching my eyes,
Deforming my face:
And I will die tomorrow,
And She will talk: "I go!"
And this is death-slow,
In my brain the row.

Never say good-by,
Call me when I die:
I listen the vile voice-
It's voice-voice of death,
Dreadful hell noise,
Horror after death.

Welcome In to the hell,
And this terror you feel
"Last night the world came down
Ten dead in Chinatown".
Never say good-by,
Call me when I die