Stripped of everything that were my life,
Wandering along a infinite desert
Every dune flowing untiringly around,
Every wave, countdown to my end
Floating bodies,
Train of entrails,
Floating bodies,
Rotten meat
Advancing with rotten procession,
Flowing over the deep,
By following them
To kingdom of the dead
Abyssal flesh
To feed the deep
Alone and chilled, baked by the sun and frozen by the night
In this salted horizon
Quiet and dancing with the tide, bodies swollen are my escort
Their white skin cracks
And reveals their white flesh
Infested by arthropods they start to dissolve and plunge
To the abyss
Like the envoys of death,
The sea vomit its worst soldiers
And in the frozen and silent night,
Runs out agony screams
Devoured by an army of scavengers,
They'll battle for pieces of putrid meat,
Tearing and lacerating,
Corpses too rotten to bleed
Dismembered and scattered,
Reduced to an orgy of flesh,
Devoured and leave the rest