Mausoleum

Walking through oblivion
Smell the stench of corpse
Cries that echo from within
Has nature taken it's course
Burial denies true freedom
Crematory distorts your loss
Whats left is the mausoleum
The body and the putrid moss
Embalmed to increase your suffering
No peace from your dying day
Here in the mausoleum
Is where you'll lie rotting away
Suffer from the dying day
Misery as life slowly comes to take you away
Process has begun
And so begins this march of doom
As the process ends
You are sealed within your tomb
End with rotted flesh
Started off with beauty
The beginning and the end
Comes as quite a shock brutally-gone
Started your life entombed
End it the same way
Sealed here within your doom
Mausoleum rots with you, away