Ungentle exhumation
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Must be thorough, remove it all
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Catalogue every part,
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Then rape them and eat them
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How dare them bury
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what should be mine
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My dead companions
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on which I dine
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Penetrate the dead hole
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Please, O lord, just let it smell
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and let mankind's puniverse
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be befouled just for me
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My graveside manner
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lacks no finesse
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These ravaged bodies
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betray no distress
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As I tear apart the dead things
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I annoint them with my seed
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and gain new insights into death
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with their consumption
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Yet I wonder,
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What if I were something dead?
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Somewhere there's a graveyard of ghouls
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with a massive headstone
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that waits just for me;
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Maybe someday
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Someone will come
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Gravaged (a Cryptopsy)
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Cryptopsy |