The Depths of Depravity - Six Feet Under

To obliterate all human life

The need to cause suffering

Our innate base instinct pulls us back

To primitive ways

The undertow pulls me down

Devouring human flesh — rotten

The stench of your bleeding hole, leaking

Thr sweet smell of rotten death

The dying gasp

Your eyes roll back — white now

In your skull, the brain is dead, slowly

Convulsing limbs, the face is

Stabbed, hacking

Your head is seperated

From your neck

I drink of your decay

The primitive ways

The rooted killing instinct

The return to the wild

Open torso of my living victim

I eat its heart

Still alive and beating

Gainer power from your murder

Souls of dead in me

Gaining immortality

Violent means to an end

Your soul I will infect

Torn apart

Of the dead… Of the dead

To obliterate all human life

The need to cause suffering

Our innate base instinct pulls us back

To primitive ways

The undertow pulls me down

Devouring human flesh — rotten

The stench of your bleeding hole, leaking

The sweet smell of rotten death

The undertow pulls me down

To the depths of depravity

The undertow pulls me down

To the depths of insanity