Dead, I'm here to investigate
I will dissect to determinate
The precise cause of your death
The moment you drew your last breath
With no clues to reason demise
Nothing from the stare in your eyes
No bullet hole or bruise I can see
From puncture wounds your body's free
Rotting, decaying, deteriorating
An abdomen tender and green
Filled with gas, tumor mass
On opening ascites and pus
Rigid limbs, stiffened neck
Body in complete rigor
Post mortal mess, laboratory tests
Make assumptions from this cadaver
Deep freeze to cease the process of decay
Suspend the rotting, a time delay
Frozen cells, solidified
Tissue hardened, muscle dried
Extreme cooling lengthens time
To solve this life ending crime