THE OLD MAN LIES p***E, ALL ALONE, IN BED WAITING TO BREATHE HIS LAST BREATH
HE MADE HIS PEACE OR SO IT SEEMED HIS BODY BEGAN TO PROTEST
ONE PART CHOSE NOT TO DEPART THIS WORLD YET
DEATH IN HIS SITES LIVING FOR SPITE POOR MAGIC BONE WILL GO ON AND ON HIS FINGER WILL NOT LET HIM DIE
DAY AFTER DAY, TAPPING AWAY SKIN LIKE A BURLAP SACK, HOPING TO FADE TO BLACK DRIVEN BY AN UNWORLDLEE l***, MAGIC BONE FEEDS ON HIS DUST
REPLAYING HIS LIFE, IN HIS MIND, HE TRIES TO SEE HOW HE MADE THAT KNUCKLE CRACK
NO REASON, NO RHYME, NO DEED, NO CRIME TO WARRANT THE FINGER"S ATTACK
ONE PART CHOSE NOT TO DEPART THIS WORLD YET
DEATH IN HIS EYES LIVING FOR SPITE THAT MAGIC BONE WON"T LET HIM GO HIS FINGER WILL NOT LET HIM DIE LYING IN WAIT ROBBED OF HIS FATE, STUCK FOR ETERNITY,
POINTING "ROUND AIMLESSLY WANTING TO BE SIX FEET DEEP, THE MAGIC BONE WON"T LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP
FROZEN AWAKE, IN TIME AND s***E NO ONE CAN HEAR HIS APPEAL
FOR WHEN HE ATTEMPTS TO SPEAK HIS MIND THE FINGER PRESSES UP TO HIS LIPS
YEAR AFTER YEAR, CAN"T DISAPPEAR IMPOSSIBLY BORED, NAIL LIKE A SWORD NO CHANCE OF SUICIDE, NOT WHILE IT LIVES INSIDE TRYING TO FIGHT THE MAGIC JOINT, MAGIC BONE KNOWING THAT THERE IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS...
HE MADE HIS PEACE OR SO IT SEEMED HIS BODY BEGAN TO PROTEST
ONE PART CHOSE NOT TO DEPART THIS WORLD YET
DEATH IN HIS SITES LIVING FOR SPITE POOR MAGIC BONE WILL GO ON AND ON HIS FINGER WILL NOT LET HIM DIE
DAY AFTER DAY, TAPPING AWAY SKIN LIKE A BURLAP SACK, HOPING TO FADE TO BLACK DRIVEN BY AN UNWORLDLEE l***, MAGIC BONE FEEDS ON HIS DUST
REPLAYING HIS LIFE, IN HIS MIND, HE TRIES TO SEE HOW HE MADE THAT KNUCKLE CRACK
NO REASON, NO RHYME, NO DEED, NO CRIME TO WARRANT THE FINGER"S ATTACK
ONE PART CHOSE NOT TO DEPART THIS WORLD YET
DEATH IN HIS EYES LIVING FOR SPITE THAT MAGIC BONE WON"T LET HIM GO HIS FINGER WILL NOT LET HIM DIE LYING IN WAIT ROBBED OF HIS FATE, STUCK FOR ETERNITY,
POINTING "ROUND AIMLESSLY WANTING TO BE SIX FEET DEEP, THE MAGIC BONE WON"T LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP, LET HIM SLEEP
FROZEN AWAKE, IN TIME AND s***E NO ONE CAN HEAR HIS APPEAL
FOR WHEN HE ATTEMPTS TO SPEAK HIS MIND THE FINGER PRESSES UP TO HIS LIPS
YEAR AFTER YEAR, CAN"T DISAPPEAR IMPOSSIBLY BORED, NAIL LIKE A SWORD NO CHANCE OF SUICIDE, NOT WHILE IT LIVES INSIDE TRYING TO FIGHT THE MAGIC JOINT, MAGIC BONE KNOWING THAT THERE IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS NO POINT, IS...