| Yellow pus, open sores
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| Infection running through my veins
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| Cold and stiff, I start to rot
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| Disgusting stench of death surrounds
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| Filled with hate, I’m staring blind
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| Sickness gains control of me
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| Hunger starts, can’t hold back
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| You’re about to die!
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| I, I’m gonna eat your brain
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| My hunger drives me insane
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| I will crush your head
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| I’m infected by the dead
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| Hollow eyes, moulded skin
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| There’s no cure for my disease
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| Can not tell wrong from right
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| I can not think, my mind is blank
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| Filled with hate, I’m staring blind
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| Sickness gains control of me
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| Hunger starts, can’t hold back
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| You’re about to die!
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| I, I’m gonna eat your brain
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| My hunger drives me insane
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| I will crush your head
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| I’m infected by the dead
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| You’re about to die!
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| Infected
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| Infected
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| You’re about to die!
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| I, I’m gonna eat your brain
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| My hunger drives me insane
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| I will crush your head
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| I’m infected by the dead
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| Infected
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| Infected
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| Infected |