Now that you hang for eternity by my hand
Never felt the crypt of death now in mend
See the maggots eating your flesh
As the noose loosens hanging on your neck
Fucked now you have lost your escape

Adding more bodies to decay in hanging death
Tying more nooses to put around their lush neck
Put a noose around a neck to see the pain

Guts held in by brittle bones, or maybe skin
Hard to tell when maggots make their next kin
Feeding my passion seeing you're fucked and dead
Lifeless, what a work of art, another body to sort

A live portrait, mortality in motion
You portray all that has been forsaken
Now that you're fucked in my hanging garden
Should have lived a life out of my reach
Now all you can hear is myself preach

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