Graves, I’ve seen a lot Monuments to stinking rot Mocking the sanctity of life By desecrating the remains of the dead Looting the rituals of those who mourn Bringing shame and horror to the grieving Death, is life’s true bliss Gruesome insult, to bereavement Sickly form, Earthly plague Vile weakness, death awaits Blood is burning, fueled by hate Hands exacting a morbid disgrace It’s easy to dig up a fresh grave The false dignity of embalming the dead is appalling I sodomize your posed smile And smear cum and shit across your pallid demeanor Blood is burning, fueled by hate Hands exacting a morbid disgrace Funeral ritual, praising lies Internment, decay, for maggots you pray Death, is life’s true bliss So rest… in fucking piss Rest in piss!!