Dead, I'm here to investigate I will dissect to determinate The precise cause of your death The moment you drew your last breath
With no clues to reason demise Nothing from the stare in your eyes No bullet hole or bruise I can see From puncture wounds your body's free
Rotting, decaying, deteriorating An abdomen tender and green Filled with gas, tumor mass On opening ascites and pus
Rigid limbs, stiffened neck Body in complete rigor Post mortal mess, laboratory tests Make assumptions from this cadaver
Deep freeze to cease the process of decay Suspend the rotting, a time delay
Frozen cells, solidified Tissue hardened, muscle dried Extreme cooling lengthens time To solve this life ending crimeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.