Stench
I am the air you see around you
I am the air in which you breathe
I am the sickness within this air
I poison your lungs with me
The smell of mustard gas is something you'd wish I'd be
The strongest stench of rotting flesh, can't compare to me
And as you breathe, I burn your lung inside out
And as you try to find a cure you realize it's a hopeless bout