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To see the interior of a dark coffin What is it like to be inside dead..? Is there something I might perceive, Or is it just infinity? Viley maggots swarm within stale pus, Accelerating rate of putridity Thought patterns preserved in energetic form Or is it lost, lost in infinity? Fierce Is there something that I might live, Or is it all lost in nothingness? Weakened tissue starts rapidly to degrade Under progressive foulness, former vital organs Are replaced by a clump of corpse tumors Is that what expects us in the deep Just corpse tumors?