Rotting from the inside out
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The pain is intense, you're screaming loud
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Bowels are burning, acid burns in your veins
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You won't survive but die in pain
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Eyes are hurting, turning black
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You're decomposing, a human wreck
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In agony you're crying out
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As you coughed, a lung came out
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Pus is flowing from the gastric
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The putrid stench of human remains
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Your intestines fall out, a bloody mess
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Maggots feasting, eating your lost flesh
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They crawl into you, via anal ways
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Perforating your stomach within a day
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Your remained guts have been gone
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No more organs left to live on
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Your brain is intact, still catching sounds
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But there is only pus remaining on the ground
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Pus is flowing from the gastric
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The putrid stench of human remains
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The Putrid Stench Of Human Remains
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