There are things that happen

To certain people when they're finally dead

Many never end up resting in their deserved casket bed

Cadavers in the wrong hands

Can come up for grabs

Join the countless corpses

On the mortuary auction slabs

The dead become a hot commodity, ready to sell

Merchandise on a market straight from hell

Price tags

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Vacant coffins buried

No one will ever know

As the wealthy gather

The bidding soon starts

Top dollar paid for human body parts

The auction is a success

Every bidder gets a piece

The gavel cracks loudly

Setting more of the deceased



The auctioneer shrieks as the bidding escalates

Unsold limbs lay on the selling block awaiting their fate

Vital organs in working order

Rake in the greatest cash

Physical merchandise drains each monetary slash

Price tags

Replace morgue tags



Vacant coffins buried

No one will ever know

As the wealthy gather

The bidding soon starts

Top dollar paid for human body parts

The auction is a success

Every bidder gets a piece

The gavel cracks loudly

Selling more of the deceased



For the eccentric, there is a black market

A death-dealing auction for the upper class jetset

Upon a necro-there the sale is based

Catering to every odd and strange taste

Bids and transactions for items of flesh

Purchasing quickly, as the dead lay fresh

Great sums paid for pieces of the dead

Highest price paid may take a complete head

Price tags

Replace morgue tags



Vacant coffins buried

No one will ever know

As the wealthy gather

The bidding soon starts

Top dollar paid for human body parts

The auction is a success

Every bidder gets a piece

The gavel cracks loudly

Selling more of the deceased