[Music: E.C.]
[Lyrics: C.R.]
Epidermis punctured
As the deadened blood is drawn
Stiff cadever on the table
Victims of d**h's spawn
Desicate, deteriorate
Start to decompose
Process of embalment
Through your veins the chemicals flow
No more thoughts inside your head
Your brain is on a tray
Injection of formaldehyde
Organs have decayed
Light of day not to be seen
Again by the deceased
Rigor mortis is your future
d**h ignored your pleas
Blood replced by chemicals
No more life is found
Next stop is a wooden box
Rotting underground
[lead: E.C.]