Dehumanation Rigor Mortis Ii: A Post-mortal Pentameter
throat cut like flowers
sufferings manifold
gargling with blood
larnyx starts to mould
rupturing tableaux
all six feet below
no faceless horror
ripped your life away
knowledge of the end
lit your final days
gaping mouths of rot
clamor for your kiss
a fetid orgy
bursts upon your lips
symphonies of stench
decompose within
your lifeless carcass
a hellacious din
deafened in the pit
writhing in the crypt
rupturing tableaux
all six feet below
rigor mortis: clenched
in the throes of death
