Abyssal Flesh

Stripped of everything that were my life,
Wandering along a infinite desert

Every dune flowing untiringly around,
Every wave, countdown to my end

Floating bodies,
Train of entrails,
Floating bodies,
Rotten meat

Advancing with rotten procession,
Flowing over the deep,
By following them
To kingdom of the dead

Abyssal flesh
To feed the deep

Alone and chilled, baked by the sun and frozen by the night
In this salted horizon

Quiet and dancing with the tide, bodies swollen are my escort

Their white skin cracks
And reveals their white flesh

Infested by arthropods they start to dissolve and plunge
To the abyss

Like the envoys of death,
The sea vomit its worst soldiers
And in the frozen and silent night,
Runs out agony screams

Devoured by an army of scavengers,
They'll battle for pieces of putrid meat,
Tearing and lacerating,
Corpses too rotten to bleed

Dismembered and scattered,
Reduced to an orgy of flesh,
Devoured and leave the rest