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Slither through dirt

Bathe in sun

Desolate form

With veins of black

They watched your body decay

Into nothing

No will

No empathy

I see only apathy

No peace

In a sea of pigs

This world is getting colder

Suffocate in your echo chambers

We all rot together

Forests burn for profit

Greed consumes the masses

Your god won't save you

Into the garden of bones

Bathe in sun

Rest in piss