Torn from the Grave

Freaking out on the rotten flesh
Smell the stench from the graves
Rip the guts from the inside out
Feel the rush in our veins
Torn from the grave
Ripping cunts in a vulgar mess
Tear the limbs from the tombs
A morbid feast on chunks of flesh
Crawling worms in our face
Torn from the grave
Rotten flesh to revel — Blood is what we need
Dismember all together — Death is what we see