From My Grave
Six feet under, worms and grubs Feed upon me, rotten body In stinky fluids, I feel alive In decaying consciousness My inner self plagued by the dark lackeys of filth Precious mortuary gift, perpetual immortality Enclosed in my depressive casket I can feel every gram of mud, compressing my kingdom And my soul wants to be free In hatred Outside this prison Release all my rage Flashback of memories, make me sick So many things I've left behind Make my carcass moving again And I can breathe the hypocrisy you left on my grave And my soul wants to be free In hatred Outside this prison Release all my rage My rage! My rage! Upright again, half rotten Leading the souls in torment Marching our path of revenge Mayhem to this world
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 27, 2026
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