The crypt has opened its lid
Grim thought lurks inside the head
Cemetery fog..
It's a witness
Scrunch of the shovel
Resonates this night..

The stench of rotten meat
The taste in the mouth
The stream of pus
Is flowing from the mouth
Profanation the hunger of dead cells

Rotting from inside
Thoughts don't allow me to dwell
Gloom has lurked inside the head
The call of another night
The cold of cemetery night

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