Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay - Autopsy

From the brown infested clouds

Painful death is unleashed

Toxic rain upon your skin

Now you are diseased

Pus filled wounds begin to form

Inflamed bloated mess

Internal organs sizzle and corrode

Contaminated blood flows with death

The features are slowly rotting

Off your deformed face

Now you are just

A twisted mass of burnt decay

Retching violently

Heaving chunks of burnt toxic decay

Hair falls out

Bowels expel their rotten stinking waste

Body and mind are dubbed a fate

So horrndous and sick

The safety of the womb is gon

Bloody pus oozes from your dick

Unformed offspring

Meet the poisoned air

Ejected fetuses litter the street

Men and women cry

For themselves and their young

A twisted monument

Of mans defeat