Terrified, mortified
I listened to the words he whispered so slowly
This is the corpse of you my friend
And I assure it tastes just as rotten as it looks
This is the punishment for your sins
This is the punishment for your life
While alive you were but waste
So now in death, nothing shall be thrown away
My life, I saw it before my eyes
All the things I did wrong
I always thought that nothing would matter
Everyone should be equal in death
But I was wrong, I was so terribly wrong
In the grave you face yourself
Indeed, it’s true, my dying friend
And you won’t leave this place until you’ve eaten all

When you wake up in a room seated among gloomy strangers
Humming a somber melody and the stench of death fills your lungs
When you’re served a rotting carcass and you’re told the body is your own
Your own decaying corpse prepared to be eaten and devoured
Then you know the end has come, then you know you dine in hell
Then you slowly realize that you have awoken
To what will be your final meal
And now it is dinnertime

The seventeen who sat with me
Simultaneously revealed themselves
They were the people I had used
They were the people whose lives I had destroyed
I screamed at them, please help me
And they slowly turned their heads towards me
They stopped humming and started to laugh
Mocking me as I was frozen in space
The reaper still stood behind me
Dressed in his waiter clothes
Now eat, he said
The longer you wait the worse it will be
Because you see, here in my dining hall
No one can die unless I tell them to
So we can wait for an hour or a thousand years
It only makes a difference to you

When you wake up in a room seated among gloomy strangers
Humming a somber melody and the stench of death fills your lungs
When you’re served a rotting carcass and you’re told the body is your own
Your own decaying corpse prepared to be eaten and devoured
Then you know the end has come, then you know you dine in hell
Then you slowly realize that you have awoken
To what will be your final meal
And now it is dinnertime