Slow Death: Mind Bend End

Slut of this race generation of space
Drugs in the place of the mindless face
Depression, obsession, recession of lesson

Fly by night light by sight
Waded in cost, mentally lost
Sliced from the slab, of sick human drab

Decaying in haste, self made waste
Awake by all hours, deflated by scours
Left for dead, detached from the head

Gun in hand, great death planned
Bullet in air, too late to care
Asleep on the floor, no life no more