Metal Lung

Inside the holes in your lungs Multiply accompanied by Looks of pain and agony The poison fills your eyes A glaze of death Are you waiting to die? Your hands are shaky and swollen From years of torment This is their last fight I can't watch this Crawling on you Bruised from the inside Too many Six Feet Under Leaving me disconnected Wondering what chemicals When will you go? The click of your machine Telling me if you're still alive Interrupted by sudden convulsions In your dreams you do die When you sleep Prelude to your demise