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Letra de Virally Yours, The Black Dahlia Murder
the sound of vomiting to my ears like singing now i am beginning to become
erect with illness i am obsessed in the beds of the fallen i rest a fixation
amplified the smell here is what i like best feverishly combing the buckets
of waste wrapping myself in the filht-ridden sheets raping the shields of
the comatose to fulfill my needs photographing bedsores cultured by my
sick neglect it’s more than a job it’s love for me to walk this close with
death when you hear a flat line you know surely i’ll be near to when the
reaper’s sickle is drawn i am ever aware i wish i could pull these strings
in death there are finer things malpractice forever be my bitter name how
quickly life does fade away but a flip of the river mans coin could send you
screaming to your grave grief stricken family watches on caseless prayers
for an only son „i’m afraid that nothing can be done“ the moment has finally
come the wrath of a god exemplified to the pearly gates he’ll soon arrive to
leave here his husk in this room of white i’m quivering at thought pull the
plug i’m begging you take the ride to the cold and blue the reapers yellowed
lichen finger aims ever so true the origins of disease to be witnessed in my
dreams the floodening of the blackest blood to quench my fetid needs