Beauty in the Eyes of the Dead (Explicit)

Just another cold night

With a breeze chilling the spine

The bell echoed...

In the midnight blow

Another body with a forsaken soul

On the table of steel

One more stained strectched kill

The flesh begins to rot and stinks

Marks of strangling violence and hits

Purple throat by a choke

Brain damaged by a stroke

Bunch of ribs that got broke

Lungs turned black due to the smoke

Make up the dead

From the head to the toe

Do the haircut

And work well in the clothes

Embalm the corpse

For a good looking appearance

And then a little longer

Extends its existence

Youth of solitude

Years in disdain

Eyes that always seen

Beauty in the eyes of the dead

Into the carotid artery

A mix of chemical solutions

Disinfection, presentation

And preservation

To avoid the stench

And prevent decomposition

Make them suitable

For public exposition

Make up the dead

From the head to the toe

Do the haircut

And work well in the clothes

Embalm the corpse

For a good looking appearance

And then a little longer

Extends its existence

Youth of solitude, years in disdain

Eyes that always seen

Beauty in the eyes of the dead