Deformed
(Grave)
Wired by the smell of death
As your end is drawing near
He make yo cry he make you bleed
But you feel no fuc*** fear
God won't wake you from your sleep
Banished from life
the stinking air
Drastic suffering,
you are deformed
DEFORMED
Your screams fill the stinking air
Painful death is waiting you
God won't wake you from your sleep
Banished from life
the stinking air
Drastic suffering,
you are deformed
Revolting face
putrid remains
One eye left,
bloody hands
Banished from life
the stinking air
Drastic suffering,
you are deformed
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