骨製品: Bone Production

An iconic death,
just like JD in the car crash
Let alone to mention,
those anonymous O-tragedies, tragically.

An exotic death,
there goes another victim of another hate-crime (and)
here comes another young soul with a puzzled mind.
For your comfort, and let this be heard.

The mixture of OD and self-destructively being
hail to the glorious Nancy Spungen and Sid
Perfectly balance the way love kills and conspiracy
The only evidence was buried between the sheets

Away with ironic pass, when the lights break through
They say the shadow behind the assassin
can no longer run away from the moon

An iconic death,
the way we fall, we stab,
there must be billion ways to do it
An ironic path,
whatever we take, our only legacy, the variety remains.