Six Feet Under

Epitaph above your head For many years you've been dead Maggot brain - Pus filled eyes In a moldy casker you reside Your the dead, your heart is black Lived your life in blasphemy Now you rot day by day Eternal torture, slow decay Your body's filled with rotten worms Skin falls off your bones The moon ignites your dried up corpse How decrepit you have grown Your reek of shit and rotten guts Embalming fluids - Rancid crud Released from hell you walk the earth Your rotten corpse give new birth