III
Born of your namesake
Seed of your life
Fleeting is your hope
I live to see you die
Suffer as I have suffered
Mourn as I have mourned
A child's loss
A mother weeps
Lifeless your body still
Peaceful I soon to feel
Preacher reads his eulogy
Loved ones come to share
I alone have no words to spare
Your life is gone I do not fucking care
I've waited my life to see you laying there
And still nothing makes me happy
Rot in the piss and dirt
Seed of your life
Fleeting is your hope
I live to see you die
Suffer as I have suffered
Mourn as I have mourned
A child's loss
A mother weeps
Lifeless your body still
Peaceful I soon to feel
Preacher reads his eulogy
Loved ones come to share
I alone have no words to spare
Your life is gone I do not fucking care
I've waited my life to see you laying there
And still nothing makes me happy
Rot in the piss and dirt
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Writer(s): Thomas Tasselmyer
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