When You Die, The Only Kingdom You’ll See Is 2 Feet Wide and 6 Feet Deep

Keep digging your grave, Your fingernails bleed and your arms become exhausted
The sparkle in your eyes becomes the diamond on your headstone
Watch the beautiful distortion as it passes through to the other side
Keep digging your grave, Your feet lie in quicksand and your legs become complacent

You crawled out of the grave, To become reborn for your own selfish reasons
Of all the pardons that I have given, You have wasted them as your mind changes like the seasons
You were born unto the dirt and rotting flesh, Your breath is that of a hellish beast
Of all the hopeless that I have seen thresh, You were surprisingly violent for the deceased

You sit upon my shoulder as a devil with a hellish idea
You reach into my mind to fill it with tortured images
As beautiful as the scorched ground beneath me is
I must spit on your grave with a big ‘fuck you’ to your memory