Plant the seed of f*cking cancer
Empty harvest it's a famine
You're an empty little dancer
Whose dancing feet have been abandoned
Plant the seed of f*cking cancer
Empty harvest it's a famine
You're an empty little dancer
Whose dancing feet have been abandoned
So count your worthless steps
And grab your own shovel
This grave won't dig itself
Till the earth
Return to rubble
This f*cking cancer
This f*cking famine
Plant the seed of f*cking cancer
Empty harvest it's a famine
You're an empty little dancer
Whose dancing feet have been abandoned
Plant the seed of f*cking cancer
Empty harvest it's a famine
You're an empty little dancer
Whose dancing feet have been abandoned
With your body the soil is rotten
With this drought it will never change
With your last dying breath
In the gallows your prayers will hang
This f*cking cancer
This f*cking famine
Cancer
Famine
No grave
No tears
Just spit and soil that swallowed your years
No grave
No tears
Just Spit
No grave