Body wither away Corporal punishment Crawls through a meat mincer Only the heart beats
In the time of postmortem Examination No one returns Worn to the bone With leprosy that's pain To sever a blood vessel Accurate - it's hard To survive in a carnage With corpse - it's a sin
In a creator of sins Death exist Beyond the gates of steel Is nothing except dust
Something is crawling Within sight But under the ground Burning corpse
A voice is screaming Somewhere in hell Under the surface In the gates of hell
The kid sneezing high With enormous stench People is crying On a dead shoulder