Talk:To Die/@comment-5733573-20180429094353/@comment-25458443-20180504153923

Don't worry sir, you see, you see

Although you will kill me, kill me,

I'll longer longer here, in here

And scarcely disappear, appear

And maggots crawl inside, inside,

I will not care -- I died! I died!

And maggots, germs and fleas, and fleas,

I'll fill up with disease, disease,

And then, I think you might, you might,

Enjoy a simple bite, a bite.

My body it will rot, it's true

But I will still kill you, kill you.

That kinda thing.