Powerless, homeless, dead again
Terrible dreams, differed world in his mind
Cemetary of his cells is 
The Boy's Asleep lyrics

I think we should probably call it
falling again
Diabolic return to life in deadly form

Putrid mould from a dead land
Sticky plasm without remorse
Death for alive, lif
What We Have We Steal lyrics


Shut down the disease, brush it aside and stand up off your 
 for dead
It's not such a man as times ago

Piece by piece again and again
Soggy shambles People! Pray!

Dead again-go to hell, leave
Chelsea lyrics

I never go to New York City these 
 in peace
Dead again-look at people, devastation
Dead again-unatural, human pain
Dead again-hellish view, the guts are breaking