Rotten Cremation - Nocturnal Graves

Your corpse cast into the fire

Horrid stench does fill the air

Flesh and blood is burning

Hair and eyes disintegrating

Stomach is ulcerating

Blistering heat charred excrement

A pile of bone

All that remains of a life defiled

Veins cannot bleed

Rigor Mortis took control

Foul stench of decay

Your breath is dead so burn away

Rotten cremation

A fine way to send your departed to hell

Burning their corpse

A sickening sight that awaits you in death

Cannibalistic

It lies at the heart of your human disgrace

But where lay the glory?

In reducing your life to a pile of ash