Abyssal Flesh

Stripped of everything that were my life, Wandering along a infinite desert Every dune flowing untiringly around, Every wave, countdown to my end Floating bodies, Train of entrails, Floating bodies, Rotten meat Advancing with rotten procession, Flowing over the deep, By following them To kingdom of the dead Abyssal flesh To feed the deep Alone and chilled, baked by the sun and frozen by the night In this salted horizon Quiet and dancing with the tide, bodies swollen are my escort Their white skin cracks And reveals their white flesh Infested by arthropods they start to dissolve and plunge To the abyss Like the envoys of death, The sea vomit its worst soldiers And in the frozen and silent night, Runs out agony screams Devoured by an army of scavengers, They'll battle for pieces of putrid meat, Tearing and lacerating, Corpses too rotten to bleed Dismembered and scattered, Reduced to an orgy of flesh, Devoured and leave the rest