The Bright Side Of Death - Phazm

It was one of those night

When you turned on the light

And nothing came into view

Our sight crossed by

Happy to be cursed

Where all this will lead us?

Two dead hearts

In darkness can only shine

Always look at the bright side of death

Too many voices in my head

As you rang the voodoo bell

Too many answers to that spell

As you follow me now to the end

Jump from the chair, Use your knife

Shoot your demons, drink the wine

Hold your breath and be my wife