Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has gone wrong Engaging conscious thought, though we are dead gone A new beginning to the physiological But as we decompose, the pain is unbearable
Cellular dissolution, structures in decay Our systems in disarray Glistening lividity on exfodiating skin Living decomposition
From beyond the pale, we survive The pain of being dead alive
Eyeballs exssicate As moisture dissipates The epidermis shrinks As a countenance sinks No marrow left to slake Dried bones as they break Muscles liquify As the skelature is nullified
The abdomen distends With noxious gasses that offend
Organs dessicate A foul odor we execrate
Four disparate minds converge on one theorem Merits were to be had for our death-defying serum Decomposing and gutted, our existence it prolonged Though we have died, still we live on
Post-mortem torturing, immortal suffering Pain receptors functioning Prone amongst detritus without ambulation No tomb, no rest, no supplication
We suffer while our nervous systems thrive The pain of being dead alive
We never wanted to revive The pain of being dead aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
