Calls to Nothing
Gather 'round all to see, reborn misery
Doctors stand in my way, my path to death
Ready to die, take your last breath
Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer
Cancered guts spilled out with therapy
Chemical injections, lab poisons, infections
Ready to die, take your last breath
Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer
Praying for death as you can see your life fading
Lying there in a terrible state as the cancer's growing
Ready to die, take your last breath
Rotting corpse, cancer fucking cancer