Ground Level Sleep

Meatlocker Seven

No, I can't believe this hell.
Rot, decay, eternal dwell.
Deep beneath loose soil of earth.
Ingest demon spawn rebirth.
Bastard lives.
Putrid human flow I drink.
Cast out, so damned, back from the brink.
Now my soul's in way too deep.
Welcome to your ground level sleep.
Bastard gives.

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