Internal Decay Lyrics
| Song | Internal Decay |
| Artist | Cancer |
| Album | Death Shall Rise |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Buchanan, Stokes, Walker | |
| 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 death 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 death 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 | |
| Death sets in |
| zuo ci : Buchanan, Stokes, Walker | |
| 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 Bloodcurdling death 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 rubbergloves 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 death 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 | |
| Death sets in |
| zuò cí : Buchanan, Stokes, Walker | |
| 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 Bloodcurdling death 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 rubbergloves 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 death 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 | |
| Death sets in |
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