I am almost there - at my funeral
I reach the end of the twining road
I put a bullet in my gun, don't need to reload
Feel the cold steel to my head
It's time to pull the trigger
Soon I'll be dead
Now when I'm at my funeral
I feel so free
Some might be sad
I'll die with a grin
Now I'm at my funeral
I feel so free
The mortal sin...
Sin...