Of Corpse - Islands

Born between

Urine and feces

Bless this mess

Featherless

Born between

Urine and feces

Bless this mess

Convalesced

In a pretty dress

While I robbed your ass

In a ski mask

I piss myself

Just to know that

I am no one else

Crushed to dust

A skeletal amount

Busted up

A pillar fell

A requiem to my poor health

Surrounded by so much wealth

What a way to go

I was wishing you well

When you fell into the sewers

Into the water with so much force

The river is a giver

So watch your mouth

Gave me the shivers when I tried to climb out

I fished myself out of an air hole

So let me catch my breath before I bellow

A calcified account of poison peril

Water borne blood clot or

The price you hoard of corpse