the netherworld
creature feature
there exists a secret place
heralded by death embrace
soon you'll learn what's life after death
soon after your corpse has been dressed
as you're buried six feet down
when your body functions have ceased
the maggots begin to feast
you'll be the life of the party
far below the hollowed ground
far from the safe lights of town
at home amongst the beatles and worms
where the creepy crawlies will squirm
unfortunately it isn't heaven
fortunately it's not quite hell
it's a place of legend and myth
where the reaper has gonna amiss
you'll be the life of the party
you will soon depart from the heart in your chest
for its incessant beating will eventually end
you wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins
for every single crimson drop will surely be drained
all your worthy posessions
and all your measly convictions
will be useless after the day you die
you wont need them on the other side
now as your pulse subsides
time has come to say your goodbyes
saint peter doesn't call your name
but your body does not drown in flames
you'll exist beyond creation
no hope for reincarnation
once they carve out your headstone
and you're nothing left but a bag of bones
you'll recieve an invitation
to the life between the stations
you'll be the life of the party
a casket holds your lifeless form
that chunk of meat is no longer warm
before all your insides begin to curd
you'll transcend into an ether
every lost soul migrates here
as the real world sheds a tear
a spirit not fit for ascension
a soul not fit for redemption
you'll be the life of the party
you will soon depart from the heart in your chest
for its incessant beating will eventually end
you wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins
for every single crimson drop will surely be drained
all your worthy posessions
and all your measly convictions
will be useless after the day you die
you wont need them on the other side
now as your pulse subsides
time has come to say your goodbyes
it seems you've been cursed to wander
into the pitch black yonder
now your body lies in a cold
it seems you're off the beaten path
what lies ahead? face the facts
it seems you've come to a realization
that you're an abomination
life after death isn't bad
i really must be on my way
there's other folks who've gone astray
make some enemies!.or friends!
you will soon depart from the heart in your chest
for its incessant beating will eventually end
you wont need the flood of warm blood in your veins
for every single crimson drop will surely be drained
all your worthy posessions
and all your measly convictions
will be useless after the day you die
you wont need them on the other side
now as your pulse subsides
time has come to say your goodbyes
it wants you! it gets you!
welcome to the netherworld where your new life begins!