Terminal sickness

45 Room
Smelling Loneliness
Forgotten Zone
Terminal Sickness

Growing So Far Away
Of Humanity
The Pulled The Plug
Not So Long Ago

Not Higienic Nurishment
Created Beings
Inside Of Me
Slowly I'm Dying

Purgative Drugs
Was Not Enough
Hetched Maggots
Lurking My Guts

I Crying For Salvation
Forgotten By The World
Creeping Through My Nose
Descomposition Stench
Creating On Me
Intestinal Gouges
On Gastric Habitat
Parasites

I Want To Die
I Reek Of Death
The Forgotten Zone
Of Terminal Sickness