Luyện nghe bài hát Waste

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

Withering flesh, and slack
grey folds, that cling to your back
Liver spots forming, and black
lips, bleeding and cracked

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

Weakness with incredible pace
Bowels way, your trousers disgraced
Arthritic fingers used as the
Painting the walls your brown fetid mush

Withering flesh...]

Memories fading as your starts to fail
Heartbeat slows to an throb
Vision now gone, limbs are all
Blood-laced mucus coughed up in

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Lost and deranged, mind with fear
As panic in, an unacceptable fate
Scream if you can, it may be last,
as passes by at an abnormal rate