Death clock

Masters of demise, take down you own kind
Rotten to the core
Hear the sign of death, see, the blood was shed
Faster than before
Feeling insecure, try to find the cire
Hoping you won't die
Death is in the air, growing as you breath
When you least expect

Haunting, crawling on your skin
Naive days are gone
Death is all around, life is melting down
Now the work is done

Locked in a dark room, fear runs through your veins
Blocking your mind
The countdown to your life has just begun
There's nothing you can do
Your nightmare may come like a human form
Building your despair
Kill yourself to live, live your life to die
Time runs out for human race