Morgue
(Indisponível)
Late at night
He saw lights on in the morgue
And went until there
In his mind screams arose
But the reality was seen for him
The putrefaction
The putrid odour invading all
The, his feeling become hate
An anomaly in his brain
Now! Without emotions
He is molesting corpses
With viscera ripped
Rotting intestines are devoured
Regurgitating pus
His life finished
Fall on the blood and flesh
He died in the morgue...
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