I refuse to identify with shit Mankind is an unmarked grave Regression looming overhead like Birds of prey and I'm a walking carcass Take from me all that is essential for Preservation, or leave me to wither away in peace I am not responsible for a lack of impression It's not my fault that all I'll leave behind is blood Survived by nothing Death casts a shadow over me but not against my will If humanity is my cross to bear I will drive nails through my feet until my halo resembles a crosshair Survived by nothing, death casts a shadow over me