Until death we are parted
Our lives lost, alone
And our bodies away are carted
Without us, life still drones
Our lives are merely a second
On the vast and infinite universe
So I guess we won't wait long
Till we can break this dread-filled curse
No one will miss us, don't you see?
We are nothing to everything
Two voiced missing, the chorus still will be
Even if a few notice that we don't sing
"The show must go on!" they say,
"they will only be gone for a day
And If they aren’t, we'll just get two more!
Tally the mark and mark the score."