Via Sin Dios

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