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Remove what wasn't meant to be |
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Absurdity has grown out of proportion |
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Gore to the core depart from it |
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Less than a fifty chance survival soaked in filth |
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Let the scalpel cut away the sickening growth |
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That sickening plague |
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That sickening part of you |
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With every night with every dream |
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Deformation inside like a parasite within |
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In the abattoir, abortion cut the bond |
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Traumatic rotten scenery |
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Beg for your miserable life |
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No use it's hell that awaits you |
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Cut off that sickening part |
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Cut up rip apart |
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Grotesque transformation |
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Pulse is weak so are your hope |
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The plague that infest your soul |
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That sickening part is you |
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Cut up mutilate |
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Cut off depart from yourself |
