Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by. For you may be the next to die.They wrap you up in bloody sheets to drop you six feet underneath.

-Beat picks up a little-

The put you in a pinewood box, and cover you up with dirt and rocks. It all goes well for about a week, and then your coffin begins to leak...

-Beat picks up more-

And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out. The worms play pinochle on your snout.(Snout? Nose?) They eat your eyes, they eat your nose. As you begin to decompose.

-Beat-

A slimy beetle with demon's eyes chew through stomach and out your sides. Your stomach turns to rancid grease, puss pours out like melted cheese.

-Beat-

You spread it on a slice of bread, and that's what you'll eat when your dead. And the worms crawl out, the worms crawl in. The worms that crawl in are lean and thin, the worms that crawl out are fat and stout.Your eyes fall in and your hair falls out.

-Beat slows-

Your brain turns into maggot pie, your liver starts to liquify. And for the living all is well, as you sink further into hell.

-Beat-

The flames rise up to drag you down into the fire, where you will drown. Your skin melts off as you descend, and Satan tears you limb from limb. Your suffering will never end. And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, they'll eat your guts and then shit them out. And when your bones begin to rot, the worms remain but you do not.

-Beat stops-

So don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by, for some day you'll be the one to die. And when death brings his cold despair, ask yourself "Will anyone care?"

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