Infectious Defilement
Years of decay, attribute to torment
Physical pain is a sigh of relief
Your body is poisoned, with your own infection
Paranoia won't let you sleep
Dehydrated, famished, mass of flesh
The culprit now flows through your veins
Hyperventilating, just to pass the time
Pain killing agents going down like candy
Starvation lingers through your bones
Survival has become a lost cause
Equilibrium tainted, expulsion of your mind
Defilement of your soul, sanity is left behind
Outbreak of cold sweat, nervousness your only emotion
Terrified of living, but still not ready to die
Nightmare a reality, your prayers they seem unanswered
Suicide no longer an option, your arms have just gone numb.
