Torn From The Grave
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
Writer/s: Johan Jansson