Murderous flow joins along with the blood,
spewing everywhere from the blade of my choice
Another one down, too many more to go,
down the wrong road, where cadavers will flow
Like hell without the pain,
direction to the throat of all humans
Penetration of the blade,
immune system split open
Theres no defense against a killer,
medicine and cures are made up to feel safe
"Everybody's gotta die sometime"