Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Alive

Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has wrong
Engaging conscious thought, though we are gone
A new to the physiological
But as we decompose, the pain is

Cellular dissolution, in decay
Our systems in
Glistening lividity on exfodiating
Living

beyond the pale, we survive
The pain of being dead

exssicate
As moisture
The shrinks
As a countenance
No marrow to slake
Dried bones as they
Muscles
As the skelature is

(solo: "The Dead" by S.C. McGrath)

The distends
With gasses that offend

(solo: "Life Death" by J. Kocol)

Organs
A odor we execrate

(solo: "Return of the Dead" by S.C. McGrath)

Four disparate minds converge on one
were to be had for our death-defying serum
Decomposing and gutted, our it prolonged
Though we have died, we live on

Post-mortem torturing, suffering
Pain functioning
Prone detritus without ambulation
No tomb, no rest, no

We suffer our nervous systems thrive
The pain of being alive

We never to revive
The pain of dead alive