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soon I will be a zombie
falling..
the sailing in to a vortex full of non remorse corpses.
my flesh
the crows they pick off my flesh..
im sickened by the stench of the rotting epidermis.
the spleens the guts the blood! all over my skin
I cant find my inspiration.
the fascination is what is killing me the most..
the sailing in to a vortex full of non remorse corpses.
my flesh
the crows they pick off my flesh..
im sickened by the stench of the rotting epidermis.
the spleens the guts the blood! all over my skin
I cant find my inspiration.
the fascination is what is killing me the most..
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