Reek of decay Stands in the room what you see You are out of breath from this smell Mortuary. Bodies of children That have died are swollen With pus from the time The unidentifyed kids,victims of crimes Still-born infants,backward children Killed out ugly are thrown about in the heap Some corpses are in the complete stage Of decay.Streams of the yellow pus Flow from the burst skin I must burn down all bodies of the kids Cast them by turns into the cremator Furnace full of fire absorbs their bodies I watch through the stout glass Their necrosed muscle tissue Begins to carbonize Ttansparent blisters Filled with yellow liquid Appear on the dead skin Burns cover the children's bodies Rotting tissue melts,drops into the fire Opened bellies expose the guts Reek of decay Stands in the room what you see You are out of breath from this smell Every day I do my job in this morgue The death became a common thing I've got used to the smell of burned skin Last remains are burning down Rake out from cremator ashes and dust All is overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
