Wormfood

Six Feet Under

he sweet smell of the slow decayed 
another victim of the fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking 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