a decadent sick body
lying in a hospital bed
the hope is almost over for
a system almost dead
spasms in the nervous system
make it scream and squirm
thinking about suicide
but only if it could
the skin does not resist
the pressure from inside
coming through the head
to out of the eyes
increasing pain and agony
are driving it insane
its head is ready to explode
with this tumour in the brain
members are uncontrolled
punching its own head
Smashing the nose until bleeding
nothing’s gonna rest
now the heart stops slowly
It’s waiting for the earth
over the coffin and body
death is a reward