20th Century Wretch

Sinking in silence the soft womb

Breaking apart from the blows

Heavy and lame on this twentieth century

Planet of granite I've chose

Nothing can save me

I've lost all my energy

Withered and broken I lie on the bed

Breathing disgust as I stare in the mirror

Cursing the veins that bulge out of my head

Worthless to live anymore

One thousand deaths finally taking its toll

Thought you'd survive in the fire

Of mind vs. body--to hell with your soul

Just a host for the beast to perform

Old nemesis of the race he will mourn

Visions of him creeping under my skin

He's vivisection of life from within