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Yesterday’s pleasures bring you no joy

Dissatisfied hunger is so hard to quench

Young flesh

Fresh blood

Can’t break your indifference

Nothing touches your heart

Your skin is numbed

Disease of consumption

Has played a lowdown trick

You scream with fear

As a blade of steel bites into skin

Disaster is near

Anhedonia has turned you into a freak

Your poisoned soul and body are in the grasp of pestilence

Haute cuisine

Carnal pleasures and wine

Everything is so tasteless

You, don’t ask why!

Year after year you’ve been  destroying yourself

Hateful existence

Miserable and ugly days, nights

Striving for pleasures of heaven

You create your own hell