STERILE VISION from 'SOULS AT ZERO'

bury me in a shallow grave
so the rain will wash me away
and the sun will burn my soul
and the earth will feed on me
the earth must drink my sour blood to breathe

my disease is caustic pain
i'm stumbling but i'm trying to say that i'm crumbling away
in the corner you'll find me
on the back of the bus

sterile
sterile vision