Dig another hole this body
Growing old and falling apart
Time to take the early warning
And get out, start heading towards the door
The void gets deep, in irony
My home no home that worthless rotter
Was beautiful
Living with resentment was a privilege
Yet privilege won’t provide it
What’s done is done, what’s done is done
The weak-minded are captivated
In the thoughts of corrupt beings
One day somebody’s actions
Will throw the world of balance
Leave bereavement at the door
The void gets deep, in irony
My home no home that worthless rotter
Was beautiful
Living with resentment was a privilege
Yet privilege won’t provide it
What’s done is done, what’s done is done
Kiss it goodbye
The life, the love
The years, kiss it goodbye