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Needles and cigarettes litter the street as the funeral procession begins

Prisoners line up for a daily dose of their favorite medication

I'm upping the firepower once more

Living in this body has become a chore

A miracle cure to erase the pain, triggering a war inside my brain

Giant gray tombstones stand crowding the sky, while down below hell fires burn

Plague and disease weaken bodies but leave their desires and misery interned

I'm upping the firepower once more

Living in this body has become a chore

A miracle cure to erase the pain, triggering a war inside my brain

Digging the hole deeper to erase my fear

My image remaining crystal clear

Behind closed doors clawing through flesh

Bloody mess, heavy weapons keep me fresh

Take back the battle with red and black bandages tied around prisoners' heads

Lay the collectors to rest before weapons of mass destruction bring us death

I'm upping the firepower once more

Living in this body has become a chore

A miracle cure to erase the pain, triggering a war inside my brain

Digging the hole deeper to erase my fear

My image remaining crystal clear

Behind closed doors clawing through flesh

Bloody mess, heavy weapons keep me fresh