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Teeming with life
Equipped with working eyes
Cracking the tome open
My skin begins to die
Decimation of the dermas
Withering and edema
Clutching at my throat
I can't look away
Now
My mind is defiled again
Defiled again
While
Reading the book of the damned again
The book of the damned
Not the first time
That I have died
Thought the first would be the last
Brain long fried from
Truly knowing death obscene
Now
My mind is defiled again
Defiled again
Whilе
Reading the book of the damnеd again
The book of the damned
Now
My mind is defiled again
Defiled again
While
Reading the book of the damned again
The book of the damned
Now
My mind is defiled again
Defiled again
While
Reading the book of the damned again
The book of the damned