Mortuary کے بول

From the wide open door comes deadly chill Something draws me inside, the stench and thrill I don't know where I am, I'm here by chance The odour of rotting bodies clears any doubts Mortuary It's cold and smelly here, makes me afraid Lying next to each other, anonymous dead bodies Hardly visible shapes under white sheet Protruding bluish feet remind me where I am Mortuary This place is so impressive, makes you remember death I must escape from here, away from this foul stench It's only one corridor and I will be outside But I can't escape the truth that I'll have to return Mortuary But I can't escape the truth That I'll have to return Mortuary