Born Dead

Brought into this world to wither away Naive about the ways of life that's what they say Millions live millions die, more are yet to come Living skeletons, but where they come from? Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead into this world It's their choice, why can't you see? Life of misery Soon a corpse you be As your bones show through Nothing you can do Relief does not exist When you are born to die Disease spreads fast across their dying world Many cemeteries they will have to build A process to go on for many years to come A human waste land created when they are done Born dead into this world To starve and rot in agony Born dead into this world It's their choice, why can't you see?