| Soon after you finally passed away
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| Your body will rot, start to decay
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| No way to stop this repulsive destiny
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| Maggots will devour what’s left of you and me
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| Intrude the inner organs the flesh will not be saved
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| The putrid stench surrounds the place where you are laid
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| The veins that once were filled with blood so strong and red
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| Have now been dried up, such a shame it’s to be dead
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| Now you have become a gruesome picture of yourself
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| Bacteria will revel, infesting every cell
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| Your eyes have been consumed, not much remaining of your face
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| You’ll slowly disappear, death has no feeling for disgrace
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| Even though your life has ceased the abscess will arise
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| Cover all your body, grow to extensive size
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| The sight of you is now enough to drive a mind insane
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| Blank bones and rotten flesh is all that will remain
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| Flesh begins to rot
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| Limbs are falling off
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| Bones begin to show
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| Skin has been dissolved
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| Should have done as they said
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| Chosen the flames instead
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| Disappearing like millions before
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| Unavoidable fate
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| Don’t wanna end in disgrace
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| But now it’s too late
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| Passed away
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| Passed away |