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The morgue is full of bodies, embodiment of all

I just prepare your coffin, the nails will seal the box

We are marching to the graveyard, to put you into the hole

I'm blind with this perversion, it's just a scene of gore

Your body is embalmed, behind the bleeding cross

From someone you adore, he's not here anymore

You're trapped inside a coffin, your flesh and bones expose

No rituals or religion, that would help you cross beyond

The ceremony, it's bloody and morbid

Last rites invoked, to crawl above

You'll never be remembered, it's like you wasn't born

Your body has surrounded, decrepit and alone