Human-Compost

I'm surrounded by sub-entityI knew it would happenFigure in black would take me into the shadesSix-feet under and it's hard to breatheI knew it would end hereSheep in wolf's clothing entombed in wasteToday i wish i'd have a gunGasping for air i'm rotting all aloneJust how i wantedWith karma's blades carving my flesh to boneI am reaping everything i've sownThe filth i have plantedAnd digging south towards the great unknownOh yes i wish i'd have a gunBeen playing the bitter game with leeches sucking blood out from my veinsWith hook in mouth i've gone astrayBeen shovelling shit in vain;From grave to grave burying myselfJust one last death before i go to hellHere i lie my shovel next to meStill squeezing the handleThere are many like it but this one's mineHole after hole it's suffered 'cause of meGrowing the angerWith contempt and loathing over all that is iSomebody please give me a gunBeen playing the bitter game with leeches sucking blood out from my veinsWith hook in mouth i've gone astrayBeen shovelling shit in vain;From grave to grave burying myselfJust one last death before i go to hellHuman-compost i amHuman-compost i amHuman-compost i amHuman-compost i amI am!Somebody please give me aSomebody please give me a gunBeen playing the bitter game with leeches sucking blood out from my veinsWith hook in mouth i've gone astrayBeen shovelling shit in vain;From grave to grave burying myselfJust one last death before i go to hell