Hey look! The doctor has exhumed a 30 years old disease
Oh! Experimental tests, a new solute needs final prove
You're lost and never found
Your whishes break down
The deeper you rest is the closer he stalks
He's the prophet of your luck
Dr.X decides
If you live or die
Run! The streets are calling you, your body is hot and your blood is cold
No! No one can detain the infection force; it's on its course
You're lost and never found
Your whishes break down
The deeper you rest is the closer he stalks
He's the prophet of your luck
Dr.X decides
If you live or die
Dr.X decides
If you live or die
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