Waste my time
Thinking of this one
Cause the best
Is dented
From bending the spoon
Crafting this one
Is a benign blasphemy
I'm sawing logs
With this stillborn law
You all saw
This is just a distraction
The dirty cut sewn up
You won't notice the infection
But the deal is set in stone
Face them in the corner
Hear them crawling above you
In this house
That I call my own
It cant be
It's wearing my mother's gown
And holding my father's gun
Turn around
They're the ones who've been following
All along
Rusty knives
Carve all their names in print
They cant help it
Drink the blood of your own
Feel it burning your insides
Careful now
Cause you'll be the only one left
To drown in this sea of death
Face them
Don't you ever laugh as the hearse goes by
For you may be the next to die
They wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your head down to your feet
They put you in a big black box
Cover you up with dirt and rocks
All goes well for about a week
Then your coffin begins to leak
They eat your eyes they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes
The green worm with rolling eyes
Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
Your stomach turns a slimy green
Pus pours out like whipping cream
You spread it on a slice of bread
And that's what you eat when you are dead