Blunt Force Nihilist - Jonestown

To live is to suffer, survival just the search for some meaning in pain!

To die is to be born, the tragic irony that only Death lives!

This life is just a shroud, tightly binding around me

Paralysed by my introspection, I beg Death to smile at me

Look my way, I yearn to see your shit eating grin

Weighing up the evidence, I refute all Gods' benevolence

To live is to suffer, survival just the search for some meaning in pain

To die is to be born, the tragic irony that only Death lives!

This life’s a blunt force trauma

So I’m a blunt force nihilist

The painful truth, that only Death lives (Death lives)

Tearing apart my own veins desperate to find much more than flesh!

All my efforts in vain, I beg Death to smile at me

Life is pain, life is a curse disguised as a blessing

His face it runs like wax, sooner or later he will fit your mould

He will carry out the final harvest, as Death forever stalks the land

Look my way, I yearn to see your shit eating grin

Life is pain, life is a curse disguised as a blessing

To live is to suffer, survival just the search for some meaning in pain!

To die is to be born, the tragic irony that only Death lives!

This life’s a blunt force trauma

So I’m a blunt force nihilist

The painful truth, that only Death lives

This life’s a terminal disease and death is freedom

In this internalised apocalypse, Death becomes me!