SMELLS LIKE DEATH TO ME

SMELLS LIKE DEATH TO ME

I see your celebrations
the dance of final days
The ending of an era
is laughing at our ways
We’re so full of self worship
We’ve lost the will to see
You think this is a victory
It smells like death to me


Your lust is finally reigning
Your will uncircumcised
Your god is cold and broken
You do not realize
The door is quickly closing
You cursed your destiny
You smile at your winning’s
They smell like death to me

You party into midnight
so glad of your conceit
that hides the silent killer
who you are soon to meet
Calamity is waking
and you will never see
The end is now approaching
that smells like death to me

Words, music, audio recording & video
© John Brusseau, 7/21/2025