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