A hot Sunday morning. Dad took little Bruce to amusement park. the boy was
querulous. he wanted to ride on a merry-go-round. Dad would do anything for
his offspring, wouldn't he? The machine got moving. It gathered momentum.
Bruce was already 9 meters over the ground. Dad looked up... and suddenly he
got shocked.A gear of the merry-go-round cracked. Father's eyes watched his

son's head knocks against the ground. But it's not over. A two and a half ton
axle dropped onto the kid. Dad ran up so fast that his son's brain smeared his
festive jacket. The boy's intestines decorated the amusement park glamour.

The Merry Go-round Lyrics

DEAD INFECTION