Insect

Six Feet Under 

 

  

 

   Insect

 

 

  The young of insects feed

  On our inactive brains

  And numb spinal cords

  Open sores drain slow

  Spouting yellow pus - from us

  Dead human flesh brings nourishment

  Survival from what is dead and cold

  Our unburied carcass'

  Will be reduce to bone

  Open sores drain slow

  Spouting yellow pus - they're feeding on our souls

  A sickening odor seeps - from us

  

  Inside they multiply

  Devour us piece by piece

   

  

  New life from us, dead life not lost

  They feed to hatch the spawn

  Devour us piece by piece

  This dead life not lost

  New life from us - dead life not lost

  New life from us

  Opens sores drain slow

  Spouting yellow pus

  They're feeding on our souls

  A sickening odor seeps - from us

  

  Insects - insects, insects,

  Maggots