Dead Alive

Shrouded by this mortal veil, something has gone wrong
 Engaging conscious thought, though we are dead gone
 A new beginning to the physiological
 But as we decompose, the pain is unbearable
 Cellular dissolution, structures in decay
 Our systems in disarray
 Glistening lividity on exfodiating skin
 Living decomposition
 From beyond the pale, we survive
 The pain of being dead alive
 Eyeballs exssicate
 As moisture dissipates
 The epidermis shrinks
 As a countenance sinks
 No marrow left to slake
 Dried bones as they break
 Muscles liquify
 As the skelature is nullified
 (solo: "The Living Dead" by S.C. McGrath)
 The abdomen distends
 With noxious gasses that offend
 (solo: "Life After Death" by J. Kocol)
 Organs dessicate
 A foul odor we execrate
 (solo: "Return of the Living Dead" by S.C. McGrath)
 Four disparate minds converge on one theorem
 Merits were to be had for our death-defying serum
 Decomposing and gutted, our existence it prolonged
 Though we have died, still we live on
 Post-mortem torturing, immortal suffering
 Pain receptors functioning
 Prone amongst detritus without ambulation
 No tomb, no rest, no supplication
 We suffer while our nervous systems thrive
 The pain of being dead alive
 We never wanted to revive
 The pain of being dead alive