Final Trip
One final trip around the sun
40 turns ago every last deed has been done
Nothing left to name and every single name taken
In 40 more I swore my own will be forsaken
Broken back and crooked neck too far bent
Do I eat this month or pay the rent
Scraps for mice would be nice to entice
The rest from breeding
But how do i convince the rest to stop breathing
Distinctive self eviction mass extinction
If I got a quarter a corpse I'd perform my own crucifixion
Here's what you get for working so damn hard
Eternal sleep in your parent's back yard
Autor(es): Weep Wave
