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Principles of the flesh

 Redefined, what a mess

 Cohesion, we're so obsessed

 Six feet down, lay you to rest

 [so, here's your shovel

 keep it going all night,

 the hole is getting deeper for you]

 Slave to virtue, get on your knees

 Be the host, of your own disease

 This twisted picture is made to please

 No one will miss you,

 when you're dead & buried