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Decrepit as you've fallen in deceased Joints are whithering as they slowly freeze Decomposition eating through your head Mistakenly you're confirmed as dead Opening the torso - remove the stinking crud tapping your veins of fluids and blood Your yawning gap sewn shut in haste An attractive corpse - dried out human waste Panicing yet you're paralyzed hearing the mourners deprave, screaming, silent and voiceless - as you're lowered into the grave... Premature burial Trapped in a box six feet under ground you slowly fall apart never to be found Black putrefaction odour is sumptious Smelling sweet and sour - stench of puss Festering posture of malignant phlegm Hungry maggots are running internal mayhem Deafened by the silence dark is all you see Inside this rotting coffin you'll spend eternity Panicing yet you're paralyzed your worst nightmare has come true, screaming, silent voiceless - as you are united with the dew... Premature burial As one with the cemetery frozen...decayed...rotten...soon you will be but a memory...undead...buried...forgotten! Panicing yet you're paralyzed claustrophobic wooden cell, screaming, silent and voiceless if only you could burn in hell... Premature burial From Letras Mania