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Withered souls

I curse you all

Your venom’s poisoning

All that mother nature’s sown

Your cancer spreads

On our deathbed

Once known well of life

Gave birth to the root of all strife

Damned you’ll be – you‘re all dead to me

Hate I feel – you‘re all dead to me

Damned you’ll be – you‘re all dead to me

My revenge you feel – you’re all dead to me

Perceptionless

Death caress

So sardonic to the branch

On which we all dwell

Eyes wide shut

A numbing trot

Trancelike marching

On the road of the damned