Your corpse cast into the fire
Horrid stench does fill the air
Flesh and blood is burning
Hair and eyes disintegrating
Stomach is ulcerating
Blistering heat charred excrement
A pile of bone
All that remains of a life defiled
Veins cannot bleed
Rigor Mortis took control
Foul stench of decay
Your breath is dead so burn away
Rotten cremation
A fine way to send your departed to hell
Burning their corpse
A sickening sight that awaits you in death
Cannibalistic
It lies at the heart of your human disgrace
But where lay the glory?
In reducing your life to a pile of ash
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