D.O.A. Lyrics

Voices break the silence,
shadows infect the white-clad walls.
Death is breathing down your neck,
you try to flee.

Forced into submission,
you try to repent.
A strip of tape that
kills the screams.

You know that
this is the end!

Surgical steel
twist the flesh,
the hand of doom
carves out the mesh.

D.O.A.

What more when
you're dead on arrival?
What more when
you're dead on arrival?

Doped up, soul-senses numb,
fluids burst into flames.
Every high is a new low
in these vermin infested streets.

Chained to the altar of debt,
the breed of your sins.
Nailed to the cross of guilt,
the spawn of your greed.

A strip of tape
that kills the screams.
A deed inspired,
the circle is complete.

D.O.A.

What more when
you're dead on arrival?
What more when
you're dead on arrival?