Necrocracy

A moribund procession, rots its way through the streets Eagerly slavering for the essence they'll secrete Smearing the walls of the world, with mephitic putrescence They drag all within it, to their state of excrescence One nation buried under the debt One nation rotting under the dead A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall With gibbeting and pustules for all Under blighted skies, a foul banner is raised As the feast now begins, for all that decays The reek of the slaughter, mars the smog-stricken skies And the heady thrill of the kill, bloodstains dead livid eyes One nation rabid under the sword One nation ravenous and engorged A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall With gibbeting and pustules for all A morbid cries out, "unlife is now birth" And proclaims its dominion, over all the earth A mordant descants "only the dead truly live" A decrepit decree that we must never forgive One nation gorged to their grue-glutted fill One nation wallows in a cesspool of swill A nation nursed on bile, filth, and gall With gibbeting and pustules for all