nothing beats the view from hell

And if I die

and when I die

and how I die

and where I die

and why I die

is truly not my business,

I admit

I've been everything, and everyone

but nothing did I want

did I live at all?

I've seen the sun

but nothing beats the view from hell

I always did the best I could 

but profit was the purpose

This small, disgusting body

That I try so hard to kill