This is a curse The flies are out for their feast of shit Can't hardly see with the swarm so thick How can I love anything And everything in a world so quick to piss all over Another's plate? How can I sleep? When did their blood pump through my tank And burn the sky? It's in my lungs as I slowly die away But I can't stand here any longer And clench my fists or grit my teeth When I feel all of my insides I want to cry and scream No truth No rights No life No light There's no light, this is a curse I beat my fist to the bone