Virally Yours-The Black Dahlia Murder

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[00:00.00]Virally Yours - The Black Dahlia Murder
[00:15.77]The sound of vomiting to my ears' like singing
[00:18.83]Now I'm beginning to become erect
[00:22.59]With illness I'm obsessed in the beds of the fallen I rest
[00:26.19]A fixation amplified the smell here is what I like best
[00:30.61]Feverishly combing the buckets of waste
[00:34.22]Wrapping myself in the filth ridden sheets
[00:38.09]Raping the shells of the comatose
[00:41.32]To fulfill my needs
[00:44.52]Photographing bedsores
[00:47.26]Cultured by my sick neglect
[00:51.42]It's more then a job
[00:53.01]It's a love for me to walk this close with death
[00:59.37]When you hear a flat line
[01:01.93]You know surely I'll be near
[01:06.40]To when the reaper's sickle is drawn
[01:09.38]I am ever aware
[01:14.30]I wish I could pull these strings
[01:18.24]In death there are finer things
[01:21.88]Malpractice forever be my bitter name
[01:29.20]How quickly life does fade away
[01:35.47]One flip of the rivers man coin
[01:39.03]Could send you screaming to your grave
[01:56.72]Grief stricken family watches on
[01:58.34]Ceaseless prayers for an only son
[01:59.99]I'm afraid that nothing can be done
[02:01.90]The moment has finally come
[02:03.59]The wrath of a god exemplified
[02:05.19]To the pearly gates he'll soon arrive
[02:07.25]To leave here his husk in this room of white
[02:09.15]I'm quivering at thought
[02:11.24]Pull the plug I'm begging you
[02:14.97]Take the ride to the cold and blue
[02:18.26]The reaper's yellowed lichen finger
[02:21.59]Aims ever so true
[02:25.12]The origins of disease
[02:28.18]I have witnessed in my dreams
[02:32.35]The flooding of the blackest blood
[02:35.90]To quench my fetid needs
[02:39.22]I wish I could pull these strings
[02:43.18]In death there are finer things
[02:46.70]Malpractice forever be my bitter name
[02:53.38]I wish I could pull these strings
[02:57.65]In death there are finer things