Obitual - Through The Eyes Of The Dead

Sent to an early grave, as your only witness

As you bear, oppression of the lungs

A sepulchral, premature burial

And the rigid embrace of the narrow abode

Into the dawn of trepidation

How fitting is the blackness of the absolute night

An intolerable horror so appalling

And the ghastly extremes of agony

Into the dirt, your vitality is now departed

Embrace the worms, your fate in the soil will not be bargained

To you a home, a chamber within the ground

You can scream all you want, but no one will hear a sound

Consigned alive to your grave

To live in torment

Through one final nightmare

And be devoured by it

Inhale the rot and unearth the coffin

Disinter the corpse

Exhume the rotted frozen in dread

As your stifling fumes arise from the earth

Footsteps overhead tumult above the ground

Your shrouded body now mercifully exhumed

To reveal the phosphoric radiance of decay

Into the dirt

Embrace the worms

A chamber of torment beneath the earth

Swallow the rot

Seek your revenge in death

Alas the grim legion of unholy terrors beholds

Your sad a solemn slumber, be it unmerciful

Foredoomed repulsion, the occult claims yet another soul

Embellished revulsion, beneath the porous soil

Into the dirt

A chamber of torment

Swallow the rot

Seek your revenge in death