Luyện nghe bài hát Waste

Trying to breathe, for air
Each shot, with needles of pain
The darkness is creeping, vision is blurring
Jaws of clamping tight on your life

Withering flesh, and slack
grey folds, that cling to your back
Liver spots forming, blistering and
Scab-riddled lips, and cracked

Premature aging, your form
Twisting, distorting, by decay
Sunken eyes stare in horrific disbelief at the twisted face in the mirror

Weakness spreads with pace
Bowels given way, your trousers
Arthritic used as the brush
Painting the with your brown fetid mush

Withering flesh...]

Memories fading as your mind to fail
slows to an aching throb
Vision now gone, are all numb
Blood-laced coughed up in globs

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Lost and deranged, mind crawling fear
As panic sets in, an fate
if you can, it may be your last,
as time passes by at an abnormal