AND I FEEL THE HANDS OF DEATH INSIDE MY FLESH THE HANDS THE HANDS PULLING SCRAPING
SCRAPING I FEEL THEM OVER MY SKIN UNDER MY SKIN KILLING ME KILLING ME KILLING ME
KLLING ME THE HANDS OF DEATH SO FAMILIAR SO DAMAGING THEY SUFFOCATE ME THEY WON'T
LET GO I FEEL THE HANDS OF DEATH AND THEY LEAVE ME FULL OF MELANCHOLY.