Necrotopian vision of a world deceased
A tumescent carcass upon which the morbid feast
The salubrious veneer pulled back to reveal
A gruesome hulk of rotting meat where fluids congeal
Truth without beauty
Cruelty without beauty, funereality
Global mass grave for humanity
Where the ghoulish feed on atrocities, funereality
Immersed within a miasma of carnage
We chew our way through a quagmire of human garbage
This world belongs to the maggots, weevils and grubs
Who gladly join us in the graves that we've so eagerly dug
Truth without beauty
Cruelty without beauty, funereality
The mass grave grows exponentially
The voracious feed as the rapacious bleed, funereality
Our destiny manifest only in autopsies
A landscape of monuments and cemeteries
Befouled air smelling thick of the crematory
Our deadened world laid to rest permanently
Truth without beauty
Cruelty without beauty, funereality
An abattoir of grotesqueries
A planetary mortuary, this is funereality
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