I've become obsessed
Interest is all absorbing
Non-fictitious abhorrence
Impossible to eschew
The severity and majesty of truth
Woe is mortality and it's horrific extremes
Calamity of agony enduring vividly
If such misfortune did not occur so frequently
I would not possess this catalog of human misery
The divide from life and death is shadowy and vague
Who's to say where one does end and the other begins
Disease and ailment suspend vital cessation
Only to awake for claustrophobic death in isolation
Prematurely buried alive
If I die before I wake, please dig me up from my grave
Like the poor wife of a lawyer who lived in Baltimore
Who had fallen ill and pronounced dead by the coroner
Her funeral was hastened into the family vault they mourned
Discovered three years later, her struggled corpse slumped at the door
Another case of an officer of large stature his health robust
Was thrown from a hot horse, his body trampled under hoof
They drained the blood from his fractured skull by trepan for relief
But the pressure from the bleeding seemed to render him deceased
Shortly before the service he came crashing out his coffin
Slightly asphyxiated mumbling stories of post mortem
I've became obsessed
Interest is all absorbing
A non-fictitious experience
Impossible to eschew
My cataleptic tendencies
Have been foredoomed to truth
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