.[Verse 1]
Blood full of chaos, mouth full of mud
Bullets gaining rust that I left in my gut
Head like a storm, crawling like a worm
Through thoughts of madness to watch it fall hard
Life of the funeral, harvest the young
New graves keep the taste of blood on my tongue
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