Waste

We are the salt of the Earth

In that we salt this Earth with our bodies

Conceived as a curse

Condemned as a child of waste

We are born hanged

And we die in peace

Lay our bodies to rest

We do not fear death

Usurp our legacy

Spare us an eternity

In Hell

We are nothing but a jilted existence

Conscience in a prison of flesh

Forsaken life

Conceived as a curse

Condemned as a child of waste

We are born hanged

And we die in peace

One more second in this life and we'll break

Hopeless nothingness is all that we face

I can see the light

I can see the point of escape

Bring me the hangman

Let me slip through the gate

No heaven

No forgiveness

Born hanged into a world

To witness

I can see the light

I can see the point of escape

We treat death as a long lost friend

He gives us freedom from this world in the end

But strike me down

Take me instead

For when I was born

I was already dead