I hear the Symphony of the Dead calling out upon your deathbed rising from the afterlife all you're doing is wasting my time every face every life alll slowly lobotomized mornful final resting place for this will be your grave
You’re so dead you’re like a rotten corpse singing a lullaby to the ghosts in the graveyard and they’re all like ‘bro, this is the worst’
Your cousin’s dead and he’s still talking nonsense
Your dog died and it’s haunting your math test
Your teacher’s soul is stuck in the hallway and it’s yelling at you