Desensitized to the necrotized, a trompe-l'oeil made zombified
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Mocking death mask for the mortified -deformed
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Repellant rite now sanctified, pallid parody of the putrefied
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In formaldehyde death now baptized - reborn
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The sickening sight now sanitized
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In celebration of the demised
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Death unrevealed - decay clumsily disguised
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But behind the lurid, leering eyes
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Decomposition will arise
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So let it be rotten - so let it be done
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Behind the shroud decrepitude begun
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So let it be rotten - so let it be done
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So let it be rotten
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So let it be rotten - so let it be done
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So let it be rotten
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[Lead ? Matt]
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[Lead ? Wes]
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Immured deep within the absurd, beyond the pale obscenely blurred
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Rigor mortis sets in undeterred - putrescent
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Embalmed in lugubrious repose, as from within you decompose
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Unmoved by orchid, lily, or rose - quiescent
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The distasteful scent lurks just beneath
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The truth of death lay out of reach
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It's cold caress - would curdle funeral wreaths
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But beyond the mendacious mask you'll see
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Putrefaction's perfidy
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So let it be rotten - so let it be done
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Within the casket, decay has claimed it's throne
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So let it be rotten - so let it be done
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Death worms it's way into the corpse it's work begun
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So let it be rotten ? let it be done
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So Let It Be Rotten… So Let It Be Done
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| Exhumed |
