Molten Vole

Did you notice that you can't eat bread (or pasta)?
That's because you're simply
Dead, you died
You're no longer alive
Rise from eternal rest for me

I know
Wherever you go
Post mortem
You'll be alone
Stick around a while and I'll find adhesives
Stronger than
Deadly diseases

It's apparent you don't have a head (to stand on)
Stripped of all life you're quite
Dead, deceased
You now cease to exist
Convene in realms of mortal strife

I know
When it's time to go
To the next show
You'll be alone
Stick around a while and I'll find adhesives
Rejoining
The broken pieces

I know
Wherever you go
Post mortem
You'll be alone
Stick around a while and I'll find adhesives
Stronger than
Deadly diseases