.The smell is rotten, I'm out in the free
The trees are squeaking and the wolves are unleashed
I got a hole in my head, and the cramps are so tight
I'm decomposing in a sack of bones, I'm on fire
And I go, ooh
(A sorry sack of bones)
(A sorry sack of bones)
Hell's fir.
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