Erosion of life i see  It makes the passion burn in me  Life it always withers away  Death will eternally stay    Corpses in their coffins  Forever rest in peace ?  There sleeping with the aspergillus  Is this justice to the dead ?    The atracious site, of a burial ceremony  christians weeping, for the departed  They don't understand, they should envy them !    The deceased they know, is there a Paradise ?  Or shall we feel, the Purgatory!  I open the graves, admire the Rot  I can feel the presence of something from beyond    Aureaola of nauseating reek  Wings of shriveled skin  Holy beauty of carcass  Divine sight for me to gaze upon !    Necrolatric, reverence for putrefaction  Necrolatric, reverence for the stench    I kneel, before a carrion  I pray, before the dead  I know, they shall rise  I fear, for the scourge  I revere, power of the dead