Erosion of life i see It makes the passion burn in me Life it always withers away Death will eternally stay
Corpses in their coffins Forever rest in peace ? There sleeping with the aspergillus Is this justice to the dead ?
The atracious site, of a burial ceremony christians weeping, for the departed They don't understand, they should envy them !
The deceased they know, is there a Paradise ? Or shall we feel, the Purgatory! I open the graves, admire the Rot I can feel the presence of something from beyond
Aureaola of nauseating reek Wings of shriveled skin Holy beauty of carcass Divine sight for me to gaze upon !
Necrolatric, reverence for putrefaction Necrolatric, reverence for the stench
I kneel, before a carrion I pray, before the dead I know, they shall rise I fear, for the scourge I revere, power of the dead