The liquid of lifenThat is captive under your skinnIs deeply InfectednAnd slowly perishes from withinnnYou're looking at your bodynYour skin turns to a morbid colornSuffocates endlesslynFor this case you won't find any doctornnYour veins become drynAnd then your organs putrefynYou vomit blood down the floornTo leave your corpse soaked deep in gorennFor you life you praynIntense cardiac decaynNo more human fuel to stay alivenToo lets your insides mortifiednnPainful drainage of your bodynWithout a drip of bloodnYou will benHematological AllergynnPutrefaction is getting closenArteries had decomposednClotted blood drains from your nosenRigor mortis takes controlnnHear no more heart beatsnDeath, you try to defeatnNo more oxygen in your cellsnYour brain rots inside of it's shell