In an open valley
In an open field
Lies an open chest wound
The maggot's nature shield
Orifice origin, relentless bloodlust
The killer, his weapon, covered with rust
Beaten with clubs, tortured in the attic
Lays this rotting corpse, beaten with a mattock
Beaten with a mattock
Heartbeat was erratic
Muscles twitch sporadic
Beaten with a mattock
Heart beating in vain; abdominal slice
Chest throbbing in pain; the joy of my device
The last thing he sees is the smile on my face
Formerly alive, now a rotting disgrace
In an open valley
In an open field
Lies an open chest wound
The maggot's nature shield!
