Putrefact Agony - Human Mincer

Your inert body is lying in the morgue’s room,

a sheet covers your latent heart

rigid in the coffin you are carried to the graveyard

and while you’re going down by the hole, your agony starts

You wake up and everything’s dark

you can’t breathe

you don’t know where you are

you’re a victim of catalepsy

You scratch the wood, tearing the fingertips of your fingers

you scream by the pain and agony but nobody can hear you

the air comes to an end and you start to suffocate

you realize that youa re going to die

You are unconcious — and your heart stops

the time of your sweet death — has come

you start to create gases — and your stomach swells

your brain starts to rot — and liquify

A viscious mass is created for your kidney and ferment in stomach

blood and vomit and impregnates all the tomb of putrefaction

tens of microscopic larvaes are starting to be created in flesh

the whole crypt is infected by your decomposition

In your body are happening many metamorphosis of the grubs

putrefact agony

now hundreds of terrific insects finish with your putrid flesh

putrefact agony

The insects create obstructions of acid liquids

provoke eutaneous explosions

you regurgitate your last fluids, while you are

waiting for you total decomposition