Sickened

The first ripening pustule – reared its black head today
A mephitic harbinger – of inexorable decay
Carbuncles and buboes – weeping welts to ensue
Blood bears infection – as it courses through
In sickness as in health – sickened by the sight
Of myself in the mirror – cowering from the light
Sickened in heart and mind – bowed beneath this blight
Flesh suppurates – blood drains to white

Once infected death’s grip seizes through my veins
Blackening sores erupt, fever boils through my brains

A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red
Sickened unto the grave
As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead
Sickened unto the grave
Sickened – unto the grave

My family and neighbors – come shun my face
For fear of infection – I’ll be left to my fate
Writhing in dejection – in an abhorrent state
My blood drains to white – sickened unto the grave
The pustules rupture – a foul, fetid spew
Swollen piles leaking – infectious, discolored grue
My shocking reflection – I no longer recognize
As I succumb to decay – before my festered eyes

The only solace I find is that as the contagion spreads
I’ll be joined by you all amongst the numberless dead

A contagious affliction, sputum expectorates red
Sickened unto the grave
As epidermal revulsion marks me as soon to be dead
Sickened unto the grave
Sickened – unto the grave

Life looms somewhere forgotten in a feverish haze
As my extremities contort beneath my gore-grizzled gaze
Waking hours turned to nightmare as my senses decay
And my blood drains to white, sickened unto the grave

There’s a ripening reek that emanates from my crotch
And I dare not speak the horrid shade of the blotch
That marks my face as one soon to be at death’s door
As I now become totally rotten to the gore – totally rotten to the gore

Lead – Bud
Lead – Matt
Lead – Bud

As my bowels liquefy and my skin sloughs away
Sickened unto the grave
I welcome the cold comfort of death’s black embrace
Sickened unto the grave
Sickened – unto the grave

Lead – Matt