In vision a bitter, motionless body, lying on their death bed; as their soul departures the still, decaying bones. The contemplation of death triggers the breathing human body, and is left there feeling somewhat unfilled within. The emotion dies within the living body as if it was the decaying body’s heart slowly stopping, grasping for its last breath. The effect of the decaying corpse stops the world from revolving; the world seems to collapse. Although it’s rigid, moving on is the only way to heal a busted heart.