Cheyne-Stokes

This will be your bleak dissolution
I will rid the world of your filth
And I will scourge you with no remorse

I will abolish all the pain you've caused
By your pillage of the innocent
Your horrid fate will not be quick
Grisly horrors will fall upon you

I will make your insides on the fucking outside
I'll tear through your skin and watch you rot

So where's your pleasure now?
It's not so pleasing when you are the one at the end of this misery
Oh, but it is for me to sit and watch you bleed
So say your final prayer
But I will promise you!

God can't show you where to hide!