Do Not Resuscitate - Cattle Decapitation

This pain so inconceivable, the amount of blood

On the floor is unbelievable

Destined to die

I play the game of hope while my intestines

Swing like jump rope

Splashing the plasma, circling vultures inhaling miasma

Forget the life I hated, shan’t be resuscitated

Inflated and bloating pieces in pools of disease and floating

This sea of muck like standing water

Waiting for my slaughter

Putrescence now suffocating the last breath of life I’m hating

Life is a nightmare

I live a lifemare

Begging for mercy

Do not resuscitate

The piles are steaming, the floor beneath

My feet apparently is bleeding

My wounds still seeping

Blood on flesh undressed, possessed

Having sex with the excess

My temple stuck to the floor, at one with the gore

This desire, inherent, suicidal and disparaged

Cannot be blamed

I suffered this bullshit life, threatened with helter skelter

Felt the damning hand of man and

Suffered underneath its shelter

Forget the life I hated, shan’t be resuscitated

Ablated, serrated pieces of a life so over-rated

This heap of garbage called a body, like a landflill, rotting

Pure hate is now strangulating this last breath of life

I’m waiting for this life to end

I’m waiting for the end to begin

I’m waiting for you people to die

I’m waiting for the end of the line

Life is a nightmare

Begging for mercy

Do not resuscitate

I live a lifemare

Begging for release

Do not resuscitate