Rotting and bloated,
the corpses pile up,
another sign of
This is inherent, this is second nature.
I won't deliver
I'm in the business of misery
Let's take it from
The stench of charred remains,
cascades outward,
draining life from,
huddled ma
Riddled with sickness, confined to a bed; the sickness dwells
Dismember me, for I can't bare to lose you. Your
Rotting and bloated, the corpses pile up, another sign of
With souls on fire, they shall surrender peace. But blood
You run in circles just to feel alive. This endless
[Hit that snare]I'm in the business of misery,Let's take it
A nation of cowards. Our ideals betrayed. Tides of injustice.
OH!The stench of charred remains cascades outward, draining life from
Defend the young for the plague has come. An ominous
Crashed!They were sisters in fortune; the serpents they struck them
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