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Flaccid Meat
02:11
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Tossed upon the grinding stone
Skin is torn from flesh and bone
A shell of what I used to be
I’m nothing more than flaccid meat
Stripped of my humanity
This world betrays
This world feasts upon me
Torn apart carnivorously
All that’s left is flaccid meat
Empty sack of worthless flesh
Flaccid meat with no bones left
Everyday I think of dying
Wasting away and sick of trying
Flaccid meat with no bones left
I’m meat I’m meat
Flaccid meat with no bones left
I admit defeat
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Lust for Afterlife
02:42
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No hope for the future
No joy in the past
My only prayer
Is that death will
Come fast
A fruitless existence
With nothing to show for
Lust for the grave
Can’t wait till it’s over
My loneliness is evidence of my failure
My failures a testament to all of my inadequacy
I lust for afterlife
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