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Dead Man's ChestWhen your lungs collapse, when your last breath fails. Upon reflection the fatal choice was yours alone. Convulsions constrict your flesh into a portrait of agony. Crushed into a portrait of agony. This is cataclysmic failure, as your organs refuse to prevail. This is pointless suffering. How does it feel to know you brought this shit on yourself? The dawning of consequence. Your actions have their price. I won't pay for your mistakes. As panic grips your nerves, you'll get what you deserve. Now brace yourself, as all hell breaks. All hell breaks loose. Fucked up. This system's shutting down, drowned in disease. Staccato bursts of blood prelude a flat line ending. Suffocation overrides the persistent beat of life. |