I feel my coming death
Cutting me inside
To taste my own blood
I know my destiny is decomposition

Death is slow and painful - To agonize
It makes me suffer with my putrefying organs

Embalmed inside the coffin I wait for dissection
Autopsy - Pulling off my eyes and removing the intestines

A putrid vomit spouts from my mouth
Remains of a living-dead
I prepare my own grave with a grotesque feeling

Death is slow and painful - To agonize
It makes me suffer with my putrefying organs

Tearing my liver like a blade!!!

Worms devour my flesh
I'm dying little by little
Each second is a torment
My soul has gone to hell