Indisposed your worse thoughts your nightmares upon you There's nothing I can do but take it all from you We must stop this epidemic It's not a glossary of the embalming process As you rot and take on a smell Putrid stench all over... That's the reason that you've had enough? Why is death treated as something you must learn to revere Why are all our bodies left to rot Why should we thankful for your false appreciation Why must we know everything about life Constrain the limbs and suspect my containment A grizzly scene... blood is all I see now Such a laborious task and a jumbled mess To confront and clean up as I look deep inside Why is death treated as something you must learn to revere Why are all our bodies left to rot Why should we thankful for your false appreciation Why do we never think, question it inspect it Upon inspection I saw nothing out of place Saw nothing that would require more time I know that it's just a job for some people but You can't see it the way I see it's my life It's my life Indisposed your worse thoughts your nightmares upon you There's nothing I can do but take it all from you We must stop this epidemic It's not a glossary of the embalming process As you rot and take on a smell Putrid stench all over... That's the reason that you've had enough? There is no god!