Cadaver Store

In that blindest lane I had gone in search of a door When on the glass pane saw written Cadaver Store! Stood there awhile awed Rubbed eyes if seen it right My sight wasn't a bit flawed In that hour of perfect light! Don't my mind fervently pleaded Walk through that ominous door My curiosity left it unheeded Pushed me in Cadaver Store! Luminous lights reflecting on mirrors Caught me in my own stare Bar my fear's pulsing tremors There wasn't a living soul there! Haven't for long been needing this help? Spoke from the glasses an unseen voice A deserted place to meet your self See what have made it of your own choice! Looked back at me corpses of seasons Laughing mocking hating on my face For always finding enough reasons To let them die in silent distress!