Calls to Nothing

Gather 'round all to see, reborn misery Doctors stand in my way, my path to death Ready to die, take your last breath Rotting corpse, cancer f**king cancer Cancered guts spilled out with therapy Chemical injections, lab poisons, infections Ready to die, take your last breath Rotting corpse, cancer f**king cancer Praying for death as you can see your life fading Lying there in a terrible state as the cancer's growing Ready to die, take your last breath Rotting corpse, cancer f**king cancer