Ones your souls at rest That's when you'll confess Cut you down to size Make you realize That you not so tough Say you've had enough What it takes to learn On the cross you'll burn You must respect the dead That's where your future lies You must respect the dead Or they'll rip out your eyes When you in your tomb You will meet with doom Cause you've cursed the dead Better left unsaid You'll regret the days That you've spit on graves Now your time has come You immortal scum.