Unbearable Reek

Reek of decay

Stands in the room what you see

You are out of breath from this smell

Mortuary. Bodies of children

That have died are swollen

With pus from the time

The unidentifyed kids, victims of crimes

Still-born infants, backward children

Killed out ugly are thrown about in the heap

Some corpses are in the complete stage

Of decay. Streams of the yellow pus

Flow from the burst skin

I must burn down all bodies of the kids

Cast them by turns into the cremator

Furnace full of fire absorbs their bodies

I watch through the stout glass

Their necrosed muscle tissue

Begins to carbonize

Ttansparent blisters

Filled with yellow liquid

Appear on the dead skin

Burns cover the children's bodies

Rotting tissue melts, drops into the fire

Opened bellies expose the guts

Reek of decay

Stands in the room what you see

You are out of breath from this smell

Every day I do my job in this morgue

The death became a common thing

I've got used to the smell of burned skin

Last remains are burning down

Rake out from cremator ashes and dust

All is over