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Maggots feasting on the flesh

A body meant for the tomb

Bowels have been emptied

It sits in it's stew

Willingly decomposed

Awoken and breathing new life again

The corpse begins to rise

Ripping and tearing all through the night

Longing for screams and cries

The unburied corpse will not die

It must be put in the ground

Unburied corpse

The cadaver released

From the chains of death

Morbid and vile

With souls to collect

Cutting out all the tongues

Screams become useless

With a slash of his knife

Reducing life

Unburied he remains

Lifeless or so it seems