Twisted Mass Of Burnt Decay

From the brown infested clouds Painful death is unleashed Toxic rain upon your skin Now you are diseased Pus filled wounds begin to form Inflamed bloated mess Internal organs sizzle and corrode Contaminated blood flows with death The features are slowly rotting Off your deformed face Now you are just A twisted mass of burnt decay Retching violently Heaving chunks of burnt toxic decay Hair falls out Bowels expel their rotten stinking waste Body and mind are dubbed a fate So horrendous and sick The safety of the womb is gone Bloody pus oozes from your dick Unformed offspring Meet the poisoned air Ejected fetuses litter the street Men and women cry For themselves and their young A twisted monument Of mans defeat