Corpsebreath The well gone corpse disguises as man enrichedWearing trinkets of garlicBearing rose petals underskinBeat thou breast in roaring defianceThose bellows shall unveil themDrop the petalless flowerFor it yeilds not its comelinessNor picturesque semblance of the grandoiseNever love a corpseNever breath its foulest writhing breathPágina 1 / 1