Six Feet Under - Thirteen thirteen pieces of your fate thirteen dead that will awake dying slowly, closer, closer thirteen pieces of my mind thirteen pieces of my mind thirteen bullets in you side dying slowly, closer, closer thirteen stab wounds to your head thirteen dead and thirteen rotten and now that old wounds have clotted the terror that you felt, will be the last thing that you feel thirteen rot over ten years decayed thirteen bodies will be left unburied the terror that you felt, will be the last thing that you feel thirteen broken, stabbed and torn thirteen victims not yet born dying slowly, closer, closer thirtenn pieces of my mind thirteen rot over ten years decayed thirteen bodies will be left unburied thirteen dead that will awake thirteen pieces of your fate thirteen bullets in your side thirteen stab wounds to your head thirteen broken, stabbed and torn thirteen victims not yet born