Epitaph above your head

For many years you've been dead

Maggot brain - Pus filled eyes

In a moldy casker [casket?] you reside



Your the dead, your heart is black

Lived your life in blasphemy

Now you rot day by day

Eternal torture, slow decay



Your body's filled with rotten worms

Skin falls off your bones

The moon ignites your dried up corpse

How decrepit you have grown



Your reek of shit and rotten guts

Embalming fluids - Rancid crud

Released from hell you walk the earth

Your rotten corpse give new birth