My Corpse Shall Rise - Autopsy

In the cemetery now you have arrived

To finally see my flesh from which you stole the life

Though you never were discovered, you’re still free

I’ve got a curse on you, I’ve haunted all your dreams

You can’t believe I’m gone

You must be sure, it must be real

Panic stricken, to the grave

The truth must be revealed

With shaking hands and sickening thoughts

You find my resting place

With pounding heart and bloodshot eyes

The shovel desecrates

The time has come to face reality

And visit death

To see my corpse and stop the dreams

To see it knows no breath

At your feet, uncovered is the box

You’re almost paralyzed with fear

Feel the bile creep up your throat

Lift the lid and know I’m here

I lie here rotting, maggots burrowing

Feeding, swarming

You can’t hold back the nausea

Help won’t find you

Stomach twisting, violent retching, defiled by vomit

Now my vengeful corpse begins to rise

I’ve been waiting here for you

Now it’s time to see you die