Was there a clause in my contract of life
That said you could piss on my grave?
What were the clues that I left behind?
What was it you said I could save?
Who let this prisoner out of the cage?
How did they find the right key?
I thought that you had it locked up and secured
You really need not have passed that decree
Like the angel of death and the gypsy boy
You are the nightmare forgotten too soon
A nurse without a sick patient to tend
An open door to a dubious room
Gone are those days of your glory
Gone are the ties that did bind
Love can now come out of hiding
To this fact the culprits remain blind
Yet you pulled the cord then turned up the heat
But where are you lurking right now?
You sunk to new depths; marked all our cards
Little wonder you won anyhow
Shot from close range; a random bullet?
By the mute who had something to say
You are the Venus fly trap who has given up flesh
Yet still toxic in your own way