Case of the Stubborn

Human life expectancy no longer than a century
There are those who would cheat death if they could
Most who die just pass along
As to be them no choice at all
Some just do not realize
That they're inside the dead eyes

The illusion of life
Greed is black ignorance
The end of life
Forced by chance
Death is cheated
From an existence
Death depleted
The bated man

Expiration date is spent, blood made to sour
Meditation going past the pros and final hours
I'm your zorg, it's not the swell
It begins to stick, fake hell
The life you're cheating, death it presses
Towards oblivion

Great Pottoliver
Passed away one night but he was like no other
He just refused to die
That's having old man looking death in the eye

Death ripened, flesh rot
Rigor mortis, caved jaw
Animation from belief
Lips are blue, still they speak

Denial is the medication
Of your dying of frustration
Final thoughts just cease to work
When you're home alone

Great Pottoliver
Passed away one night but he was like no other
He just refused to die
That's having old man looking death in the eye