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I’m choking on your blood

This prison of flesh, it grows

The caged bird, it sings no more

Drowning in throes of agony

Sinking into the mud

Bodies rotting, mind goes dark

Heads are severed and ripped apart

Night grows longer

Winds will howl

Grip grows tight

Your flesh, denied

I will find you

No use in hiding

Crawl like a snake

Can’t slip away

Bodies rotting, mind goes dark

The moon will rise as steel meets stone

Stripped of light forever more

Severed at the neck

I peel back your flesh

This holy ground is painted red

Beg for life

Then you’re dead

I want you dead