Piles of Grey Meat

Beneath the soil, the bodies lie Forgotten whispers, hollow cries The air is thick with stagnant breath A graveyard sun in in endless death The bones still shift, the earth decays A withered sun, a sky of haze The stench of time, the weight of years Drenched in sorrow, drowned in fears Buried deep, forgotten screams Dissolving into lifeless dreams A kingdom built on rotting skin Where death begins, but never ends Libs entwined in putrid sleep A monument where silence weeps No name remains, no voice recalls Only the dust, as darkness calls The hands of fate have left their mark A feast of ruin, cold and stark No gods remain, no light shall rise Only the dead with hollow eyes Buried deep, forgotten screams Dissolving into lifeless dreams A kingdom built on rotting skin Where death begins, but never ends