Rotting Hill

Disposal of the sick
Execution of the wicked
A soil filled with centuries of remains
Absurd ways of death
Die, die by the sword
Die, die by the rope
This hearse is a one-way ride
A ride into oblivion
Enter the kingdom of scavengers
Dressed up in shackles and chains
Die, die by the axe
Die, die by the flames
Welcome to Rotting Hill — a realm of carnivores
Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail
Sunrise over Rotting Hill — cursed throughout centuries
Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill
Once a beast now a prey
Hangman’s law, join your ghosts
Lost your limbs piece by piece
Lost your head left to rot
Welcome to Rotting Hill — a realm of carnivores
Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail
Sunrise over Rotting Hill — cursed throughout centuries
Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill