Death Shall Rise

Mutilation, life decay
Bile takes all your flesh away
Intestines die, you're left to rot
Covered in pus, gore and blood

Skin peels off, white and cold
Your frail head's now turning bald
There's no escape, the ache stings deep
Cries of torment, as you weep

No one will hear your cries
Time is up, death shall rise

Misery of growing pain
It's time to die, die in vain
Your mind's turning blank
Turning blank...

Horrified, your sight fades
Limbs turning black, eyes turn glazed
White appears, putrifaction strikes
Death's too slow for your likes

No one will hear your cries
Time is up, death shall rise

Your life now has ceased
Parasites, will have their feast
Your mind's turning blank
Turning blank...