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Crawling up your sewage at night

Darkness reigns, the moon is gone

The floor stinks of deadness

Stench reek through the walls

Never noticed, never heard

Only steaming in your blood

Turning intestines to a plant

Cultivating diseases like ants

Malady macabre

Chewing on your last lifecells

From beyond your thoughts

Processing death in your sleep

The cause for which I exist

Strapping muscles till they collapse

Awakening while the treatment expands

But your death doesn't come yet

They wait for his last caress

Malady macabre