Brain turned off, no impulse of life Absence of hearing, speech and sight Limbs to move can do no more The End for blood - the beginning for gore
Fresh dead man is lying aside Body is covered with sores and tight Flesh to live can do no more The end for blood – the beginning for gore
Corpse seems like to be so strange; it has turned to gray. People in white smocks him take, carry him away.
Died of fever at age of 25 He was sentenced - he just had to die Fleshy body – that is left for us, Bleeding, rotting, exhaling pus
Skin from cold bones has begun to part Trunk is opened here are seen guts
Fresh dead young man
Doctor’s said: “He’s not long for this world” He is dead in spite he’s not old Man is just collected of four The end for blood - the beginning for gore
Fresh dead man is lying aside Try to find reason for him to die Death is now waiting for more The end for blood - the beginning for gore