Encircled by Corpses

Forced upon where we do not belong.
The only option is to be strong.
Dull and feared are the minds of corpses.
Dependent they are to decompose to dirt.

Final stage of the corpse is attained.
The living left through suffering and pain.
The stench of the dead chokes the living.
The claws of death drags the being.

Though the crowd of the dead decompose.
The living should not follow the same, but oppose.
Different purposes and different thoughts  lead to the same goal.
Forced opinions and similar emotion leads to  dead without soul.

Proceed with the judgement of being alive, and you'll be alive.
It takes time for the real judgement to arrive.
Hack the claws of death to survive.
Follow yourself and thrive!