"Outback Abattoir"

This is the end of your life,
the end of your long lost cause and your life long strife.
The sun shines upon your grave and your withered corpse,
let me hold your rotting head high and mourn.
Let me adorn your grave with a beautiful lotus flower,
bring a bit of beauty to your single cemetary scour.

Her grave lies just ahead no longer vacant,
and the epitaph is still printed sacred.
In your casket filled with worms and maggots,
your soul appears so droop and faded.
You made the the decision to leave it all behind,
but you wanted to keep it with me to stay confined.
I should have killed you fast but you wanted more,
so I took you outback to the abattoir.

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I had to look up the word abattoir since I had no idea what that meant. Not a bad piece. The imagery was just enough without getting silly sounding in the morbidity. It took a second read to really get into the rhythm of the piece, but it got a cadence. I think this is good spoken or sung. Is it another of your songs?

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Yeah, it was in I was in a death/grind band. Our name was "Shredded Malmsteen." Lol

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Well I was about to say, "that's not how it's done in the fucking outback!"

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I was going to add a little bit of gore and grotesqueness to it but it wouldn't fit right right with the rest of it.

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