drud, brud, bud

dude, your head hit mine with a broken scratch

it cracked in half

and your skull was right there, and when I see your face I don't see a face

I see a skull

and I know it's you, it's your cheekbones

your ribs and other bones

you are bones and bones and bones and bones and bones

falling down the hill in a heaping pile, the bones

drud, brud, bud dub dur rud