| Death is all around me…
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| The battle rages on in the year 4020
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| Taken prisoner by weed overlords
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| I fear for my life and have lost all hope of being saved
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| They feast on our flesh
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| Taking their revenge
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| The screams of pain and anguish
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| Is all I can hear surely it will drive me insane
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| Insane insane insane insane insane!
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| Kill me…
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| Locked in a cage
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| So confused and cold
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| What horrors are awaiting?
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| How has this become my fate?
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| Dragged from the cage by a rusty hook
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| Through my ribcage
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| To be hung over a flame to cook
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| I feel my body burning
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| Intense anguish takes hold as
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| My organs begin melting
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| Screaming in pain as I die
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| The fetid odor of charred flesh fills the sky
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| All to feed
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| The chronic breed…
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| My smoldering corpse
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| Devoid of all life is thrown crassly into a giant grinder
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| My remains made into the perfect fertilizer to feed
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| The Sativa Queen
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| Ancient cruel leader that gave birth
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| To these foul pot creatures
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| This offering
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| Pleases their master
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| Humans are on the menu now!
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| Sickening bright green ooze
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| Seeps out the egg sacks
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| Harvested by the slaves
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| High grade this mucus
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| Coveted, treated as a delicacy
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| A holy gift to the queen’s addicted army
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| Day by day the eggs hatch with no end in sight
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| The world is barren waste
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| Populated with her vile spawn
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| All life faces its extinction
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| All to feed the chronic breed!
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| The chronic breed…
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| Kill me…
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| Locked in a cage
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| So confused and cold
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| What horrors are awaiting?
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| How has this become my fate?
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| Dragged from the cage by a rusty hook
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| Through my ribcage
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| To be hung over a flame to cook |