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Fever makes you hungry.

Sickness makes you desperate.

King for a day.

Jester for life.

Veins are swollen, beast.

Fever makes you hungry.

Sickness makes you desperate.

Beast hammer came crashing down.

As the poison settles, the body starts to give.

The heart slows its pace as the mind forgets to breathe.

Forgets to live.

Permanent answer.

For a permanent cancer,

Beast Hammer Fell! (x3)

Alone, curled up to sleep.

Unknown to you, eternal fucking sleep.