Shovels dig dirt for entries anew
"No vacancy" is carved upon the stone
Flowers laid to celebrate the passing away
Fond memories linger the end of day

The heart has stopped, time is up
Life's demise, from rest can't arise

Nightly gases release from the soil
To be dead is another life
Lethal fumes sent by the dead
To be dead is another life
A welcoming hole in the earth
To be dead is another life
Non-existence to be shared with the embalmed
To be dead is another life

The heart has stopped, time is up
Life's demise, from rest can't arise

What a pleasure it'd be to rise from the grave again
To be dead is another life
Dwell within mold, maggots and rats
To be dead is another life
Older graves are dug up to receive fresh caskets
To be dead is another life
The new dead accustomed to dissolve

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