Songtext von Gerascophobia

Grrrrr!! For generations we mourn a richness in life A day by day different scene Analysis of, information! Mental memories project visions to feed on Our wisdom enhances only to question and acknowledge your fears You frolic and play when you are young Rot in your stench as you grow old. Facing your own mortality fills you with an obstinate dread you can't rid of! The on set of disease Your air comes with receipt Worried you will die alone You expect the crucifix Around your neck to save your soul. A hint of growing old, and losing beauty. Fear of impaired mobility Your face deteriorates as your insides decompose Your brain lacks oxygen A soft whistle spews out As you choke internally! You frolic and play when you are young Rot in your stench as you grow old Facing your own morality fills you with An obstinate dread you can't rid of! The onset of disease Your air comes with a receipt