Festering Rot

Lying on a deathbed made of brick and nails
I slowly rot away
I am dangerous to society for I fester with disease
Let me be your persuasion to stay away from me
As far as you can pretend to be anyhow
You should know that I was once elegant
A model citizen, noble and charming
Now I am the bane of the breathing
Wasted away I am
Death incarnate
Almost
As I prepare for this dimensional transition
I remind you again to stay away
Lest you catch what I have
There's this sickly aura about me that you can see
that should give you ample warning.
Be warned.
I am dangerous
Would you stop to ask why?
before I die. before I die
So this never is to happen again
I want to save your family my friend
You know how they say that ignorance is bliss
Nonetheless I will divulge to you the cause of my sickness
I'm a broken corpse anyhow.
I smoked on the fumes of pestilence one day
And now we both must pay
because now you have it too
Its only a matter of time my friend
You too will feel the brutal force of death's horrific head
pressed against your pursed lips
You didn't say a word as they polluted our minds with their sick charm
because you are too meek to speak up for your kindred
A weakness we both share.
We shall depart together
Everyone else beware
BEWARE!