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Staring at the remnants of the concoction of viral fluid |
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My appetite is repulsive nonetheless |
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I still pursue |
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I'm basking in the glory |
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I have so desired |
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I confer your presentation you've bestowed |
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Rusted tools excising rotting dead |
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With your corpse |
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I lay caressing |
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My fun is done. |
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It's time to send you back |
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I'll slam it six feet deep closer to hell |
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Descending back into your grave |
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You've been dismembered. |
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Molested. |
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And maimed |
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I can breathe again. |
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Erection wearing thin |
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Looking through the eyes of a necromaniac |
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A schizophrenic being uniting the dead |
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A post-mortem oath inscribed on your back |
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With this oath |
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I've claimed your head |
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Morbid desires. |
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Finally fulfilled. |
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Returning to the grave for a second course |
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Vile stench of dessication forming in my nodes |
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Chainsaw raping |
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Bloated carcass |
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Hacked to pieces |
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Necromaniac |
