| I see a kid, he’s holding his eye while flies drink the discharge from his
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| cornea
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| The H on his forehead melts with the warmth of the flames that slowly burn his
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| bones
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| Entrails find the wrong way out through the neck and hang there letting the
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| excrement fill his mouth and run free on the floor
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| His body is a portal, spread wide open, a door for the blackening shapes, war,
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| pestilence, famine and death
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| Infection and sickness spread, when their presence turns tangible
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| Hypothalamus surrenders to the will of the organisms from outer space
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| From outer space, parallel forces of great cosmic rain, horror beyond
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| understanding becoming flesh, through the corpse of a mortal being
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| The impregnation of a black hole brings the darkest forms to earth
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| A silent massacre
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| A disastrous cancer for our atmosphere
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| They gave us everything, prepare for extinction
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| They gave us everything
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| They gave us everything we kill
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| They gave us everything we burn down
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| You got to dig down
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| You got to lie down and die
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| You got to dig down
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| Far away from both worlds
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| Dig you own grave and save yourself
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| Cava tu propia tumba y sálvate |