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Morning dew on a bloated corpse
Distended guts chemmed out for days
Over saturated with deathly fluids
Hidden treasure in the dawning mist
Cornucopia for the dogs
Getting higher off the flesh
I can taste God on your breath
I can feel him in your marrow
As I tear strips from your pulped face
Foul taste on the back of my tongue
Dreaming dead dreams
Tripping on corpse
Transmuting chemical burns
Straight from the source
Morning dew on a bloated corpse
Distended guts chemmed out for days
Over saturated with deathly fluids
Hidden treasure in the dawning mist
