Morbid… bringer of death

Descends… unto the earth

Exhumes… the fresh graves

Corpses… are turned to slaves



He drains your blood and embalms you alive

Steals your soul as your body rots and dies



Mortuary… his morbid home

Cemetery… his creatures roam

Enter… your life will end

Creeping… spheres descend



The spheres drill the blood and the brains from your head

Your body twists and jerks until your finally dead



Funeral’s over the casket’s closed

Your body starts to decompose

Remains are to be destroyed

Brought into the crematory



Enters… into your home

He comes… to take your soul

Mortician… you can’t escape

Dead… you’re in the hearse