Shell of a man twisted
Let's go
3rd stage graveyard fodder
Blinded to the light of day
Life's lesions kindred
spirits sore
Ascent to sod
Please don't keep me wasting
On a bedpost masturbating
c**t taste burns my skin
It
spreads to Jesus' eyes
Grim baptism in my precum
Seething is believing
Heart aches and my cock is numb
Owe this s**t
to the hootch, blinded
Better days lay beyond this filth
My life sucks a sin soaked truth
Leave behind but my hands are fuckin
tied
Choking up grog and lung
Pain on end [x2]
Insane at death is the best that I can hope for
