Black Strips Of Slow Death Quiet Discrete and hidden black fog It takes everything it can Watch out, it's going to take you You will be infected You can't get away You'll be stuck Run, my dear It's like constantly sinking A black sludge is dragging you down My beloved friend, run for your #life Get away from here Even I will get you infected It hurts to see how many that falls How many that becomes like me How many that is infected Blackened by grime Soiled by smoke Shattered Tattered, lacerated Broken and exposed Stained with unnoticeable blood Please, run, leave me behind I cannot be saved You've still got a chance
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