Natural Baking of Dehydrated Remains

Slow metamorphosis Shriveling of flesh Dehydrated orifices Raisenated death Lacking any moisture Burning from the heat Smoke rising off Your overcooked meat Third degree burns Your face, feet and hands As your flaking corpse Is baking in the sand Your body is shriveling from the sun Cadaver flaming hot As your skin is overdone Your body's a mound Of steaming human rot Cadaver charred to a crisp Nice and hot Lying in the desert For a week or two Body parts coagulate Stiffening like glue Your eyes have been pecked away By birds and rats As your decaying flesh Is feasted on by worms and gnats Third degree burns Your face feet and hands As your flaking corpse Is baking in the sand Ridden by festering sores Dehydration begins it's unsightly course Vultures circling in the sky Screeching their bloodthirsty cries Swooping To feast on decayed flesh Scorched intestine Blood begins to curd Postmortem Molding liquid Dripping down Your caved in torso Tape worms enter they devour your liver Your dying voice is gone And you eventually see your fate Third degree burns Your face feet and hands As your flaking corpse Is baking in the sand Severed into A slab of rotting meat Enter the pine box The world of sarcophagi You'll soon meet