Scent of putrefaction Blistered and purple skin Cold and stiff to the touch Decomposition begins Blowflies come in and out Laying eggs in cavities Beetles and their larvae Long to commence the feast Let them (feed) The detritivore community Swarm and (breed) Wrapped into the shroud of nature (Become one with it) Feel the Mother Earth sweet caress Maggots chomp away at your rotting flesh Tissues start to rupture Carcass deflate again Abdomen bursts open Allowing gas to escape Acids and pus leak out Dark fluids pooling around the body Enriching the soil beneath Dormant spores wake up, you sink Let them (feed) Unsung heroes of recycling Swarm and (breed) Seeped into the womb of nature (Become one with it) Rot Matter can't be created Matter can't be destroyed You shall return to nature Becoming one with soil The earth is now your body The mountains are your bones The rivers and their waters Are now your veins and blood Your arms are now branches reaching to the sky Nurture new growth and create new life Mother cries And it rains upon your leaves 'Pon your leaves They're tears of joy For winter always turns to spring Bloom