Heaven save me from my needs.
From the entrails plagued with venomous disease.
Demons raiding crack houses and common shores.
Society infested with overwhelming consumer whores.

I don't need this life and existence.
Wash me away and end my persistence.
The edge is closer, just one little shove.
Over the cliff and away from the above.
Away from this life that is forsaken.
My reason to yearn and strive has been taken.

Seven backed bayou baby with a fork in hand.
American communist drill sergeants forcing demand.
Street lights of emptiness filling the mind.
Demigods laughing as we waste our time.

I don't need this life and existence.
Wash me away and end my persistence.
The edge is closer, just one little shove.
Over the cliff and away from the above.
Away from this life that is forsaken.
My reason to yearn and strive has been taken.

The mind has a limitless depth,
As the angels kneel and wait for death.
In front of the devil, their wings are clipped.
Their pride and grace; their life is stripped.

I don't need this life and existence.
Wash me away and end my persistence.
The edge is closer, just one little shove.
Over the cliff and away from the above.
Away from this life that is forsaken.
My reason to yearn and strive has been taken.

Dallas Fairchild
11/26/03