作曲 : Randy Fitzsimmons
 作词 : Fitzsimmons
The Classic Crime - Abracadavers

It's like I never had time to look away.
Bodies stuck between death and decay,
are plastic and set up on display.
And their eyes are wide and they are looking my way.

Each ligament exposed, each muscle connected.
And every organ that I proudly neglected.
I've been arranged for all the common collective.
Stomaching the sight of human flesh resurrected.

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I have been blessed and now I'm blind.
A veil's been pulled over my eyes.
Now every bad season that kept me
believing seems so contrived.

There's more glory to be seen
and savored through suffering
than ever was through self-serving escape.

Ashes to ashes
And dust to dust