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Throught catacombs of ancient flesh

Roaming the mausoleums like maggots in the yeasting soil

Doing their nightly toil

Raving rhymes of rot

Poetry of rancid reeks a verse and dance for everyone

While the end for them seeks

Feeding on the world so old

Breeding forth withered souls

The skeletons of decay

Humanity's recycled day after day

A merry go round of bones where the marrow is seeping out

A carnival of rotting flesh where the corpses wail and shout