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Stench of rotten flesh
Sweeps my face
Pain burns my chest
As the knife carves my flesh

In shadows he works relentlessly
Between life and death he hovers
To create is his only purpose
Rotten flesh as his passion

Gasping for air
Sweet scent of rot
Shroud of death lifted
My eyes now see beyond death

He laughs and puts away his tools
Looks deep into my eyes
Reveals his sharp teeth
And whispers, what is dead may never die

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from Drifting Towards Inevitable Death, released February 15, 2019

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