This is a cursennThe flies are out for their feast of shitnCant hardly see with the swarm so thinknnHow can i love anything and everything in a world sonQuick to piss all over anothers plate?nHow can i sleep?nWhen did their blood pump through my tank and burn the sky?nIt's in my lungs as i slowly die awaynnBut I can't stand here any longer and clench my fists or grit my teethnWhen i feel all of my insides, i want to cry and screamnnNo truthnNo rightsnNo lifenNo lightnnThere's no light, this is a cursennI beat my fist to the bone