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it's infested inside us;

━interrupts our pumping heart, looking for an eternal end

it's infested inside us;

━slithers into our minds, allowing us to become the true epitome of insanity

it's infested inside us;

━yearning for the stench of a man's rotten grave

it's infested inside us;

━we've built our parasites a nest, and every sin is another comfy cushion

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