No more breath, still in death
Plush satin walls surround my home
It's cold down here beneath your life,
No sight, no sound, alone
The horrid stench of rotting flesh,
Lingers in my head
Embalming fluid fills my veins,
Where once my blood ran red
Mortified, I wait to go,
From here to my next world
But alas I rot in this stinking hole,
My cries of pain unheard
The maggots writhe beneath my flesh,
Their eggs hatch in my eyes
Sockets now a breeding ground
In torment do I lie
[Rpt]
Deprived of afterlife!