Over Dead Bodies

there's a dark card of tarot, as you lay your hand out. now my airways are narrow, like the stairway to the clouds. pushing forward toward the darkness, from the horror i have seen. they say the sorcerer is heartless, so why do i know what he means? turning down the king of greatness, to remain free and not a slave. if it's true that love is ageless, is it safe to say there's no hate?
over my dead body, they'll place flowers on this grave
over my dead body, take away all the pain that they gave, over my dead body
over my dead body (3x)
well i hope i'm not so naive, when i leave this all behind. sent into the final frontier, in a time i can't rewind. will i forget everyone here, the same way they dismiss me? it's like the night before christmas, without presents under this tree. on the eve of transcendence, we can't finish a sentence. it's something we can't decribe, why the serpants apple's so ripe. you gotta see it for yourself.
over my dead body, the things they say will be sincere
over my dead body, the woman i've loved will be in tears, over my dead body
over my dead body (3x)