Matriarchal piety disturbed at their
Sisterly society feels the stifling whispers...
Anger of the dead-at-sea denied proper
Dumped overboard summarily, washed down
In a current.
Dog removed from the casket,
Dead and dripping.
First stage of disintegration... Piecemeal
Of the indignant deceased, submerged for
Parchedness of living throats and mouths
Has cracked some tongues
But attempts to slake their thirst (only)
Leads to soaking lungs.
Hearts are heavy, minds are numb, souls
Supernatural siege upon the landlocked
Baptism in netherfluids In their crypts,
(but) Suffocating dryness in the catacombs.
Mad at thirst, they dry
To draw sustenance
From a burial mound;
Aridity ends lives,
More wet corpses found.
Watery warfare, and in its mist,
Who cry for them, the bridges of
The flaccid god.
Intone a funeral rosary...
Blessed morbid murmur
To hopefully placate the dead and
End the curse of moisture.
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