Fit For An Autopsy - Too Late

Old ashes from repeated mistakes Hell in a shadow that I can't escape It's too late, it's too late Dreams of love, dreams of sex, dreams of joy, dreams of peace Lie in sickbeds with sweat stained sheets You only regress, no matter how long you rest You get what you fucking get It's too late Another man falls down Serenity, the condition we lack When you finally accept your surroundings, you can cut through the fat To the meat of the soul One grand old hole Stiff, blue, and cold And now I know it's too late A sinners dance of endless posturing Who the fuck are you when no one's watching? Inescapable Undeniable Uncontrollable Dreams of love, dreams of sex, dreams of joy, dreams of peace Lie in sickbeds with sweat stained sheets You only regress, no matter how long you rest You get what you fucking get It's too late Another man falls down Irreversible Inescapable Undeniable Uncontrollable