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Stench of death

Swirling around

Decaying flesh

Memories abound

Pierce the skin

Red rivers flow

Tears fall upwards

To the moon they go

Darkness is blinding

Can't feel the light

Burning deep within

Only one more fight

Succumb to the pain

Feel yourself rot

Always in the end

You're all you've got