Of Corpse

Featherless 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