If I was covered in maggots maybe they would eat whats dead,
but I'm afraid there'd be nothing left.
I've been dead for so long I lost the feeling of flesh,
I only feel the chill in my sulphur breath.
I'm a corpse without reason,
A demon with no rage.
an egregious creation,
A monster with no cage.
If I doused myself in acid maybe there'd be no more pain,
but I'm afraid that it would hurt all the same.
I've lost all of my footing and there's nothing left to gain,
Every time I take a step I look for the rain.
I'm waterlogged with enmity,
I'm everybody's enemy,
And when they see the end of me,
Those fuckers better cheer.
I've been dying for years, and no one noticed.
My lungs have filled with the bodies of locust.
I'm drowning in the sands of the hour glass ticking,
I'm stuck in the mud but I can't stop kicking.

I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.

I'm tired of trying,
I'm tired of lying,
I'm done saying I'm okay when I know that I'm dying.
So take your pills
And go the fuck to hell
Your medication can't fucking help.
I'm wrapped in a tomb you all swear is alive.
Decaying in my flesh, no insticts survive.
I suffer from life, and now I'm bleeding.
I'm living in a land of the dead and deceiving.
We're marked for the grave, so why fight it?
Take the cross you were beat with and fucking ignite it.
Your dogma and rhetoric can't teach me to breathe
Humanity is the worst fucking disease.
I'm blinded by the light of your hope.
You know we're disposable and this is how you cope.
I've been to hell and I liked it.
I'm dying again and there's no way to deny it.

I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.

We will all return to the dirt.
We will all return to the earth
And be rid of this wretched curse.
We will all be equal in worth.
My chest is beginning to cave.
My bones are beginning to break.
I'm laughing in Gods face
I'm finally in the grave.

I feel my rotten flesh falling away,
This human shell no longer fit for me to stay
I'll leave my skeleton behind in my grave.
Call me Belial, looked over by grace.