| A deadly disease taking over the land
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| Survival, well, it isn’t part of its plan
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| To rid all the world of all human kind
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| Opening eyes that were blind
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| Victims
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| A bloody disease
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| This isn’t a tease
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| A shot won’t prevent all its wrath
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| It feels like a trap
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| When all your bones snap
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| A symptom of its deadly attack
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| Stricken by another disease
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| This time you will cease to exist
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| Your brain starts to freeze
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| And your veins will all clot
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| Watching your tendons rot
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| Outlasting the rest with
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| A will to pull through
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| No choice but to drink
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| The blood you once drew
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| Seeking a cure but
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| There’s none to be found
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| Your voice is now fully drowned
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| Gasping for air as your bones start to crack
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| Scabs start to form a cross on your back
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| Stricken by another disease
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| This time you will cease to exist
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| Stricken by another disease
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| This time… This time… This time
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| Abnormal condition impairs your routine
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| Leeches discharge from your spleen
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| Your case becomes lethal
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| They’re pulling the plug
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| Decay in the palms like a slug
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| Victims
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| Stricken by another disease
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| This time you will cease to exist
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| Stricken by another disease
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| This time… This time… This time
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| Well I think it’s too late |