| Force fed immobilization
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| Man made liquid controlling my limbs
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| I want to die, no reason for living
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| Dealing with complications life brings
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| A corpse with no thoughts
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| No feelings or perceptions of life
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| The pleasures of death I foresee
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| Nightmares and day mares combining
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| To torture my being — This torture inhibits my life
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| The world is a graveyard of fools left to cope
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| With the torment and regret of man now deceased
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| Ghouls are released to destroy the race
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| Which we call human beings
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| Existence is torn from my soul
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| Perdition is what is believed to be seen
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| Suffering from the inside
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| Nefarious is the way
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| You choose to be — Left with no will to live
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| My intestinal wall begins to cave in
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| Trapped as they say
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| I begin to rot here as I lay
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| Time to take a look
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| At what has begun to pass before me
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| Die a slow death
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| It now begins to take it’s toll
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| Catatonia
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| Scared as I lay here dead
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| From this infectious disease
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| I want to rise from here
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| To recover what is mine
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| Abdicate your position in life
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| Now that you lie deceased
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| Rising from the tomb you own
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| To take what is rightfully yours
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| Scared as I lay here dead
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| From this infectious disease
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| I want to rise from here
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| To recover what is mine |