Flying over you, buzzing like crazy Sitting over your nose, are you that lazy Why do you not make me go away? Why every of my mate has their own way? I am sure you gonna spray us to **** But you laying on the floor covered in blood spill Your breath seems long gone The night does no good as now we hit the dawn The rotting smell of the blood on you Attracts most of us insects not just few Your open mouth has given entry for new The ants lingering in your wide open eyes Many races of insects feed, especially the flies A thief had to die, one day I'm sitting high looking at your body today How aimless, humans are to **** each other We are better despite abandoned by our mother It was your fate you met few days ago here No one is searching for, nobody knows you dead here As rigamortis has taken its place upon you It's obvious, we gonna hunt and feed on you We only show up on such occasion And deal with the dead bodies with passion We come uninvited when someone dies Yes, we are the bluebottle flies...