Flies on a Pile of Shit

Braindead

Insatiable maggots
Crawling aimlessly
Without a purpose
From the cradle to the grave

Not smart enough
To learn from the past
The same old mistakes
Repeated again and again

Braindead

Do not question
Your predetermined fates
Devour, digest
And grow like a tumor

It makes me sick
To see you spawn
Consume and move on
Continue the cycle

Braindead