Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has gone wrong Engaging conscious thought, though we are dead gone A new beginning to the physiological But as we decompose, the pain is unbearable Cellular dissolution, structures in decay Our systems in disarray Glistening lividity on exfodiating skin Living decomposition From beyond the pale, we survive The pain of being dead alive Eyeballs exssicate As moisture dissipates The epidermis shrinks As a countenance sinks No marrow left to slake Dried bones as they break Muscles liquify As the skelature is nullified (solo: "The Living Dead" by S.C. McGrath) The abdomen distends With noxious gasses that offend (solo: "Life After Death" by J. Kocol) Organs dessicate A foul odor we execrate (solo: "Return of the Living Dead" by S.C. McGrath) Four disparate minds converge on one theorem Merits were to be had for our death-defying serum Decomposing and gutted, our existence it prolonged Though we have died, still we live on Post-mortem torturing, immortal suffering Pain receptors functioning Prone amongst detritus without ambulation No tomb, no rest, no supplication We suffer while our nervous systems thrive The pain of being dead alive We never wanted to revive The pain of being dead alive Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com