Walking through oblivion Smell the stench of corpse Cries that echo from within Has nature taken it''s course Burial denies true freedom Crematory distorts your loss Whats left is the mausoleum The body and the putrid moss Embalmed to increase your suffering No peace from your dying day Here in the mausoleum Is where you''ll lie rotting away Suffer from the dying day Misery as life slowly comes to take you away Process has begun And so begins this march of doom As the process ends You are sealed within your tomb End with rotted flesh Started off with beauty The beginning and the end Comes as quite a shock brutally-gone Started your life entombed End it the same way Sealed here within your doom Mausoleum rots with you, awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
