Lying on a bed, tragically Ridden with a plague, inside of me My stomach is decaying rapidly Slowly I will die, not up to me My body's rotting internally Doomed to die abnormally Tasting blood in my mouth,br> Blood-curdling d**h without a doubt Manifestation, decaying flesh Ulcers of pus, break and gush Surgeon's knife, inserted clean Internal decay, ain't no dream Cancered organs exposed, spill out Surgeon's instruments probe, I shout They cut out bile and gore, with no shame I'm lying on my back, in terrible pain Feeling rubber-gloves intruding me Cutting rotting flesh,br> Removing all the rot and bloody guts Absorbing all the pus The rest of me's ablaze through ablation Abysmal torture Acrid smells of d**h and vomit Festering carnage My mind writhes in this necropsy The surgeon's blade My body's become a mangled mess The slaughter's made Decapitation of what I once had Amputation My only hope is to die soon d**h sets in