Six Feet Under - Wormfood lyrics

the sweet smell of the slow decayed another victim of the f**ing grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis another rotted another forgotten take another step and you just might fall in the cold grave is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis eyes roll back in your face blood drips down your skin when it comes to d**h the grave always wins the cold dirt is your last place to rest a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin black pus from your skin and veins another victim of the f**ing grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin eyes roll back in your face blood drips down your skin when it comes to d**h the grave always wins there are worms feeding on the carca** rotted and moldering and bones are exposed parasitic breakdown of the human form in the grave we are reborn there are worms feeding on the carca** rotted and moldering bones are exposed parasitic breakdown of the human form in the grave we are reborn the sweet smell of the slow decayed another victim of the f**ing grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis another rotted another forgotten take another step and you just might fall in the cold grave is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis