Noted My Putrefaction

I bear for a six days dead, laying in my bed

A repugnant smell, sprain the environment

I'm rotten and descomposing.

My skin... had reared worms

All my bones... are finished and crushed

I'll fell my putrefaction and I'm feeling My decomposition

I'll be another dead more.

My blood don't flow in my veins

My heart has left to beat

My head open and reject

In pieces, feeling my putrefaction.

Now begin the hard way

While I'm feeling my putrefaction

I see me there down reject and quarted.

Never had I imagined

Feel my putrefaction

All my illusions

Had taken their end.

I bear for six days, laying on my bed

I see me repugnant and descomposed

A repugnant smell because I'm rotten.