Nicole Dollanganger - Valley of the dead

^Gthe ghosts of the pall^Ciative care ward have been fo^Gllowing ^Emme ^Gwhispering through the cl^Cear plastic lining o^Gver their dead b^Emodies ^Gtheir diapers and their fe^Cces still on the hos^Gpital s^Emheets ^Gthey're dead but they're st^Cill up walking around and ^Gthey say to ^Emme

"death is pretty sw^Geet" ^Emwe're in the va^Clley of the d^Gead ^Emcremated b^Codies in the a^Gir and ^Emthe rotten o^Cnes under^Gneath ^Emwhere we harvest the f^Cood we eat ^EmI'm not scared of d^Geath because de^Emath's all over ^Gme

I've been spending my t^Cime hanging out in h^Gospital w^Emards ^Gbringing flowers and lo^Cve letters to my qu^Gadriplegic ^Embaby ^Gthe ache of his co^Clostomy bag and his b^Glood trans^Emfusions ^Ghis medication makes h^Cim so sleepy but he s^Gtill whispers to ^Emme

"death is pretty sw^Geet" ^Emwe're in the va^Clley of the d^Gead ^Embodies turn to l^Ciquid in the h^Geat, the pa^Emrticles crawl i^Cnto our p^Gores and t^Emhey soak into our w^Cooden floors ^EmI'm not scared of d^Geath because de^Emath's all over ^Gme ^EmI'm not scared of d^Geath because de^Emath's all over ^Gme