Last Rites

I'm surrounded by darkness, I'm dying in my bed
I don't know if I'm going to survive
I open my eyes, but it's so hard to see
My Last Rites
I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in hell
So save your god for someone else or save him for yourself
In a flick of a second I think I saw a priest
Listening to my breathing getting weaker all the time
He's mumbling words I don't understand
My Last Rites
I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in hell
So save your god for someone else or save him for yourself
Feeling colder, feeling low
My blood still running, but running slow