the sweet smell of the slow decayed
another victim of the $#&@ing grave
the cold dirt is your last place to rest

down in a hole stiff with rigormortis
another rotted another forgotten
take another step and you just might fall in

the cold grave is your last place to rest
down in a hole stiff with rigormortis


eyes roll back in your face
blood drips down your skin
when it comes to death

the grave always wins

the cold dirt is your last place to rest

a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin
black pus from your skin and veins
another victim of the $#&@ing grave

the cold dirt is your last place to rest
a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin


eyes roll back in your face
blood drips down your skin
when it comes to death

the grave always wins

there are worms feeding on the carcass

rotted and moldering and bones are exposed
parasitic breakdown of the human form
in the grave we are reborn

there are worms feeding on the carcass
rotted and moldering bones are exposed
parasitic breakdown of the human form

in the grave we are reborn

the sweet smell of the slow decayed

another victim of the $#&@ing grave
the cold dirt is your last place to rest
down in a hole stiff with rigormortis

another rotted another forgotten
take another step and you just might fall in
the cold grave is your last place to rest

down in a hole stiff with rigormortis