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Icy liquid fills your lungs |
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A gushing salt water sluice |
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Flushing out your bronchia with vitriol |
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Your trachea is targeted for particular abuse |
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Alveoli burst as |
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I quench your thirst |
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You're hideously out of breath |
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Pneumonectomy, the most apparent of solutions "Drowned in own blood," the cause of death |
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Internal bleeding makes you wretch |
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And causes a foul regurgitation |
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Vomiting chyme and chunks of lung |
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You really are in quite a situation |
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Gargling foamy spit |
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Your throat is violently slit |
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These symptoms won't remit |
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You're forced to choke on it |
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Your heaving chest cavity opened for fun |
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Broken ribcage sags atop your exploded lungs |
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Gasping for air as your jugular drains |
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You're having slight chest pains |
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Your heart begins to slow and your eyes grow glassy |
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As ruined organs are one by one discarded |
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A death rattle croaks from your excavated throat |
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Your tracheostomy has gone a bit retarded |
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A cannula is thrust into crepitating guts |
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To suction off obliterated tissues |
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Foamy mucoid pus drips in gobs from the cuts |
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Your pulmonary system has some issues |
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I hack out your trachea with hatred and malice |
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And squeeze out the plaque from within |
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Your pre-mortem spasm and tearful exclamations |
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Caused me and my partners to grin |
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Internal bleeding makes you wretch |
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And causes a foul regurgitation |
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Vomiting chyme and chunks of lung |
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You really are in quite a situation |
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Gargling foamy spit |
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Your throat is violently slit |
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These symptoms won't remit |
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You're forced to choke on it |
