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Texty: Cannibal Corpse. Vile. Eaten From Inside.

Dwelling inside was an anger
An anger that grew into hatred
Grinding, churning inside of me
Seeking, finding the need to feed

On my soul, it now appears
I've lost control of my mind
It's now begun to tear
And grind the pain

Its destination my brain
Can't hide from being eaten from inside, inside

Originating deep within a heart
That is now cold and dead
Tearing its way through my organs
Leaving nothing but shreds

Ripping, tissue is torn away
Severing, parts and veins in the way
My insides are on the outside of me
My bones now shatter and explode

The pain, its destination my brain
Can't hide from being eaten from inside

Left on the ground is my head
Waiting for the final blow
Brain violently corroding
The end won't come fast only slow

Seeing what's left of my body
Drowning, blood is surrounding me
My skull melts revealing my brain
Exploding, my body's imploding

The pain, its destination my brain
I've died, I've been eaten from inside