| The fabric of our mortal consciousness slowly deteriorates
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| The masses have returned to a state of primal action
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| Sit back, and watch as this material realm decays to a pile of bubbling flesh
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| and bone
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| Microbial proliferation, from the frothy tissues, stings the nostrils of the
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| humans thinking they have survived
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| An utterly terrifying demonstration of natural selection
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| Microbial proliferation, from the frothy tissues, stings the nostrils of the
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| humans thinking they have survived
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| An utterly terrifying demonstration of natural selection
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| They’re dismantling delicate limbs at a molecular level
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| Their fleshy tissues begin to diffuse, as the maggots slowly eat the eyes
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| Their numbers have grown and humans are left alone to wait for the day that the
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| king will claim this decayed throne, to take this crown of thorns as my own
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| Their numbers have grown and humans are left alone to wait for the day that the
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| king will claim this decayed throne, to take this crown of thorns as my own
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| Their numbers have grown and humans are left alone to wait for the day that the
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| king will claim this decayed throne, to take this crown of thorns as my own
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| Their numbers have grown and humans are left alone to wait for the day that the
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| king will claim this decayed throne, to take this crown of thorns as my own
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| The fabric of our mortal consciousness slowly deteriorates
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| The masses have returned to a state of primal action
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| Sit back, and watch as this material realm decays to a pile of bubbling flesh
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| and bone |