My, Lord!
What a dismal way to fail,
My, Lord!
Like a fish out of water,
Flail, flail, flail.
Watch my temper getting hotter,
My face's red... your's pale.
To watch me thrust,
Break the trust,
As I run all out,
To lance my gut.
Why would I impale,
My own bod'?
God!
What a dismal way to fail,
God!
Put me out of my misery,
Please, set my soul free.