Scent of the dead
Stiff lifeless body
Through now which no blood flows
Dark red liquid once upon a time
Coursed through blue veins
Strong heartbeat steady and slow

This being was a living spirit
Warm breath
Though the heart no longer beats
In cold still breast
Prayers of a priest
Tears from the mourners
Meeting your god in eternal rest

The smell of death
Beside hallowed grave
Where now the decaying body lay
Cold as the deep
The long inevitable sleep
Covered in the smell of death




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