Embalmer - The Casket Calls текст песни

A morbid fate… awaits you now
Descend into obscurity
Amongs… the sickly gathering
Of decomposing corpses
Their wounds… they glisten in the night
Their prophecy of pain
The casket calls
It calls out now you’re rotting cold
Incineration of mortal souls
A morbid fate… awaits you now
Beneath the coffin
Rots your bones