Abyssal Flesh

Stripped of everything that were my life,
 Wandering along a infinite desert
 Every dune flowing untiringly around,
 Every wave, countdown to my end
 Floating bodies,
 Train of entrails,
 Floating bodies,
 Rotten meat
 Advancing with rotten procession,
 Flowing over the deep,
 By following them
 To kingdom of the dead
 Abyssal flesh
 To feed the deep
 Alone and chilled, baked by the sun and frozen by the night
 In this salted horizon
 Quiet and dancing with the tide, bodies swollen are my escort
 Their white skin cracks
 And reveals their white flesh
 Infested by arthropods they start to dissolve and plunge
 To the abyss
 Like the envoys of death,
 The sea vomit its worst soldiers
 And in the frozen and silent night,
 Runs out agony screams
 Devoured by an army of scavengers,
 They'll battle for pieces of putrid meat,
 Tearing and lacerating,
 Corpses too rotten to bleed
 Dismembered and scattered,
 Reduced to an orgy of flesh,
 Devoured and leave the rest