Midnight violence, the scene of the kill 
A life slain to rest where the blood has been spilled 
Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left 
Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh 

The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb 
Forgotten and rotten benath a red moon 

A life once strong is worm food now 
Conniving wretch has been cut down 

Neck twisted sickly, eyes stare into space 
A squirming mass erodes limbs and face 
Feeding and eating, nauseating display 
No coffin, no funeral, just life stripped away 

A portrait of putrefaction, life beyond the grave 
A coward soiled and bloated with maggots in his face 

Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left 
Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh 
The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb 
Forgotten and rotten benath a red moon