They slice me open
Pealing back my flesh
Not a word is uttered
Putrid stench of Death
I feel the insects crawling
As I cease to exist
I can feel death calling
His breath upon my neck
This is my day of suffering
No hope in sight
No wrong or right
Just death at my doorstep
This just cannot cannot end well
Your religion is my prison
Here it comes I'm ready
My life is in your hands
No god to fear now
Or even man
Death comes ripping
Leaving nothing behind
No time for feelings
Just enjoy the pain