Wormfood Lyrics

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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 rigormortisAnother 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 rigormortisEyes roll back in your face
Blood drips from your skin
When it comes to death
The grave always winsBlack 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 coffinBlack 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 coffinEyes roll back in your face
Blood drips from your skin
When it comes to death
The grave always winsThere are worms feeding on the carcass
Rotted and moldering and bones are exposed
Parasitic breakdown of the human form
In the grave we are rebornThere are worms feeding on the carcass
Rotted and moldering and bones are exposed
Parasitic breakdown of the human form
In the grave we are rebornThe 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 rigormortisAnother 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 rigormortisThe 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 rigormortisAnother 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