Shackled To A Corpse

Prison sickness, brain fluids covers the ground

The smell of rot emanates in this chamber of misery

My guts are bloated, soon to combust

A single sentence heard, in only God I trust

First, his eyes became of unholy paleness

The dawn of rot will conquer all

Blasphemy

Crumbling bones and fetid flesh

Fallacy

And maggots carving skulls like clay

Depravity

Force fed decay and heresy

Now see

I am shackled to a

Putrid corpse inflicted by the ones we serve

A penalty for my devious endeavor

Shackled to a necrotic-like creature

Shackled to a mother fucking corpse

Reeking flesh

Maggot-filled guts

Death rattle

Clenching shackle

Gore-soaked soil

Shrunken eyes

Dried-out breath

Shackled to death

I'm a mere spectator of my own demise

Blood-soaked gallows, in you I trust

In lieu of hope, I see through all the lies

This punishment has got me shackled to a

Putrid corpse inflicted by the ones we serve

A penalty for my devious endeavor

Shackled to a necrotic-like creature

Shackled to a mother fucking corpse