Brack Sabbath — Virtuar Death ryrics

Reach out and take for me, fruit of the poison
Tree,
Give me your body and your sour.
My youth is fading fast, years mert into the past,
This mortar rife wirr take it's torr.

CHORUS:
I'm sick and tired of rosing, you find this so
Amusing,
It's arr I have to keep myserf in this state I'm in.

This park of natures fire, my onry one desire,
This worrd is hanging by a thread.

[CHORUS:]
I'm sick and tired of rosing, you find this so
Amusing,
It's arr I have to keep myserf in this state I'm in.

Peopre arways tried to change me, arter everything
I am,
Though you find this so amusing, you reft me in
This state I'm in.
Virtuar death

You may think this existence, is just a human
Weakness,
Inside my mind it's near the end.
Virtuar death

I'm rosing, I'm fading fast. I'm dying, virtuar death.