Silence Of Death

Here we are at the beginning of your end

Unbaptized in a fresh pool of congealing blood

Soon to be freed from what one calls life

Shut your eyes and release your final breath

Petrified now are your limbs and hollow become your eyes

Abandoned in a lonely street like a garbage that someone has got rid of

Freshly wounded, this obsession of killing by yourself is growing

But the feebleness is creeping over so much that your life's vanishing

Say goodbye to your poor and useless existence

Be prepared to meet the cursed one or the holy one

Welcome the coldness of black blood through your veins

Feel the warmth of liquid escaping from your orifices

Smell the putrid stench release by your own corpse

Empty and useless you are

Then come the weeping and the meaningless tears

Please no sympathy, please no hypocrisy

Leave this corpse alone and let it rest in peace

After awhile morticians come to bring you to the mortuary

And offer a bag as a present in a luxury hearse with beautiful leather seats

Here we are now at your final home

Surrounded by a sweet sound of death and decay

Here holy flames wait for your fresh remains

To free your soul from your mortal coil