Seed of Filth - Six Feet Under

The open Wounds I cut, now fester and succumb

To insect infestation, bacterial infiltration

On a micro biotic level, they grow and overtake

A human piece of waste, an experiment of decay

God of the fly, release your seed of filth

To grow and conquer, on death, on myself

Maggots, maggots!

On my corpse

Feeding, seeping, pus does flow

Rotten body

The maggots feed and grow, the maggots feed and grow!