We are of flesh and rot Often I picture your form as you parish I have seen the body release The last bit of life curling unto itself The voice Diminishes
The eyes are no longer Windows to the soul Empty reflections of a pulsing grave Veiled in Worthless action
Six feet of soil Could not seal my fate My eyes shot open With darkness surrounding The air was stale and hard to come by But I bored my way out with shreds of my Life Diminishes The eyes are no longer Windows to the soul Empty reflections of a pulsing grave Veiled in Worthless action
Words and actions blinded me by visions of decay I see your fate before me My brush with death Cursed me so! I know how it ends for you Existence means nothing
My Fair Cadaver
I pry Myself From the clutches of humanity
Immortal I rise Immortal I rise
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