Corruption.

Stomach corrupting, feeling so sick,
But still the work must be done.
This is the only way,
It's the only answer to cure the pain.

Sifting through all the bad,
Let it all escape, be free.
Slowly turning backwards,
Everything's becoming worse.

Head heavy and eyelids forever closing,
Body sinking down from running overtime.
Heart smashed into a million pieces,
And the rest is nearly there too.

There's nothing left to help,
There's nothing left to keep her alive.
She's losing the fight,
To stay here.