Dead Alive by Impaled
Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has gone wrong
Engaging conscious thought, though we are dead gone
A new beginning to the physiological
But as we decompose, the pain is unbearable
Cellular dissolution, structures in decay
Our systems in disarray
Glistening lividity on exfodiating skin
Living decomposition
From beyond the pale, we survive
The pain of being dead alive
Eyeballs exssicate
As moisture dissipates
The epidermis shrinks
As a countenance sinks
No marrow left to slake
Dried bones as they break
Muscles liquify
As the skelature is nullified
(solo: "The Living Dead" by S.C. McGrath)
The abdomen distends
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