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The first ripening pustule - reared its black head today |
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A mephitic harbinger - of inexorable decay |
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Carbuncles and buboes - weeping welts to ensue |
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Blood bears infection - as it courses through |
| [00:21.720] |
In sickness as in health - sickened by the sight |
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Of myself in the mirror - cowering from the light |
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Sickened in heart and mind - bowed beneath this blight |
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Flesh suppurates - blood drains to white |
| [00:30.570] |
Once infected death's grip seizes through my veins |
| [00:34.810] |
Blackening sores erupt, fever boils through my brains |
| [00:41.160] |
A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red |
| [00:43.680] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [00:46.090] |
As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead |
| [00:48.170] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [00:50.100] |
Sickened - unto the grave |
| [01:00.730] |
My family and neighbors - come shun my face |
| [01:02.710] |
For fear of infection - I'll be left to my fate |
| [01:05.510] |
Writhing in dejection - in an abhorrent state |
| [01:07.680] |
My blood drains to white - sickened unto the grave |
| [01:09.700] |
The pustules rupture - a foul, fetid spew |
| [01:12.050] |
Swollen piles leaking - infectious, discolored grue |
| [01:14.050] |
My shocking reflection - I no longer recognize |
| [01:16.250] |
As I succumb to decay - before my festered eyes |
| [01:18.050] |
The only solace I find is that as the contagion spreads |
| [01:22.580] |
I'll be joined by you all amongst the numberless dead |
| [01:29.220] |
A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red |
| [01:31.120] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [01:33.530] |
As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead |
| [01:36.080] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [01:38.130] |
Sickened - unto the grave |
| [01:54.700] |
Life looms somewhere forgotten in a feverish haze |
| [01:57.020] |
As my extremities contort beneath my gore-grizzled gaze |
| [01:59.530] |
Waking hours turned to nightmare as my senses decay |
| [02:01.680] |
And my blood drains to white, sickened unto the grave |
| [02:08.870] |
There's a ripening reek that emanates from my crotch |
| [02:16.150] |
And I dare not speak the horrid shade of the blotch |
| [02:23.390] |
That marks my face as one soon to be at death's door |
| [02:30.530] |
As I now become totally rotten to the gore - totally rotten to the gore |
| [03:27.470] |
As my bowels liquefy and my skin sloughs away |
| [03:29.760] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [03:31.750] |
I welcome the cold comfort of death's black embrace |
| [03:34.230] |
Sickened unto the grave |
| [03:36.350] |
Sickened - unto the grave |
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