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It's a substance which is in your head.
It makes you sick, it makes you weak.
It begins to decompose your brain.
Your motor activity starts
to deteriorate.
You're out of control.
You're sick in brain.
CEREBROCIDE
You can't think anymore.
Soul in pieces
You can't deal with that.
Soon, it's over.
CEREBROCIDE
Your infirmity goes on.
Your exterior is dead.
CEREBROCIDE
deadly substance in your
brain cell
brain cell
brain cell
You torture yourself
to insanity,
lots of attacks
You wish you were dead.
Now you're laying in bed,
starring into space.
You're fighting
but you are to weak.
