Over Death And Decay, Give Me The Wonderful Afterlife
Over death and decay,
Give me the wonderful afterlife.
Even I know of its worth.
Decay, what a word!
Reminds of me flesh falling off of a corpse,
Laid out in the middle of a ghost town
Where no one has been in years,
The perfect place to dump a body.
I feel sorry for the body.
Its parent's don't know of its whereabouts.
This body isn't real and yet,
In my mind,
It is.
And death, that's a decent word too.
Pretty good for describing the freedom of our country.
Life is weird.
The afterlife must be a glorious place,
I trust it to be better than
This cr@p we're living in now.
Wanna know what hate makes me think of?
Stabbing a pencil into a main artery in my chest.
Just thought you should know that.
February 26, 2004
Suge
Over Death And Decay, Give Me The Wonderful Afterlife