The crushing pressure weighing down upon my weary back

The tedious routines of day to day poise to attack

The poisonous pollution and the pointlessness of care

And in a blink we blow away to dust upon the air



Six feet down and underground [4x]



A clotted cold perfection still in petrifaction lay

We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay



And in as much as I can see no future why go on

So this here I present to you one final poem in song

And I can see a darkness and a clearing of the path

In the overpopulation I can simplify the math



Six feet down and underground [4x]



A clotted cold perfection still in petrifaction lay

We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay

The hazy warmth encompasses my eyes a misty sea

The soft embrace of sunset in a dark eternity



Prayer and flowers mock and tease my terrorized beliefs

The truth is that we're born to die until our sweet release

I care so much and not at all about every living breath

The sadness of this sentience; a sentence to my death



In my grave and down the drain; Erase the misspent past

The tortured love in memories are never meant to last