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