Bloated corpse
Maggots' last choice
Bubbling bile
Muffles the voice
Wandering eye
Rolls out the socket
Gathering dirt
Grotesque muddy locket
Nothing to see
Nothing to say
Locked leaden box
Hidden away
Rusted regardless
Through holes come the rot
Eat up the metal
The flesh left for naught
Earth turns away
From a body so vile
Rigor mortis reaches
Grasping stench crawling miles
No one to mourn
Ugly unmarked grave
Cries so dishonest
Worm forsaken face
Bloated corpse
Maggots' last choice
Forgetting sunlight
For the dirt
Make no noise
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