Six Feet Under - Wormfood - Текст песни

the sweet smell

of the slow decayed

another victim

of the fucking grave

the cold grave is the last place you rest

down in a hole stiff with rigomurtis

another rotten

another forgotten

another step and you just might fall in

the cold grave is the last place you rest

down in a hole stiff with rigomurtis


eyes roll back in your face

blood drips on your skin

when it comes to death

the grave always wins

blood drips on your idness face?

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 alwats wins

the worms are feeding on the carcass

rotted and moldering and 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 grave is the last place you rest

down in a hole stiff with rigomurtis

another rotten

another forgotten

another step and you just might fall in

the cold grave is the last place you rest

down in a hole stiff with rigomurtis