Six Feet Under 13 1. Decomposition Of The Human Race the hopeless, the terrified you're petrified, its time to die i vomit in the face of the faithful the mislead, the ignorant the ones who are truly dangerous decomposition of the human race a warning from beyond the grave out of the ashes and into the fucking flames the souless, the unworthy the undead now walk the walk the earth in pain to devour to massacre you to overtake this world the mislead the ignorant the ones who are truly dangerous its time to die decomposition of the human race a warning from beyond the grave out of the ashes and into the fucking flames the image of men betrays that which distinguishes him from other animals his ability to observe himself the decay of modern society, leads to doom turn back the clock retreat into the essance of life but its too late for you now its too late for you now decomposition of the human race a warning from beyond the grave out of the ashes and into the fucking flames varicose the heart is now closed eyes still open, but soon you'll decompose and its a bottomless pit. 2. Somewhere In The Darkness somewhere in the darkness, another dies somewhere in the darkness, a child cries somewhere in the darkness, you scream in vain somewhere in the darkness, it awaits somewhere in the darkness, an empty grave somewhere in the darkness, evil somewhere in the darkness, the winds have changed somewhere in the darkmess, the dead awake from the grave a spirits curse the demonseed is now unearthed somewhere in the darkness, is the afterlife somewhere in the darkness, someone holds a knife somewhere in the darkness, the devil somewhere in the darkness, evil from the grave a spirits curse the demonseed is now unearthed somewhere in the darkness, another dies somewhere in the darkness, a child cries somewhere in the darkness, you scream in vain somewhere in the darkness, it awaits somewhere in the darkness, an empty grave somewhere in the darkness, evil somewhere in the darkness, the winds have changed somewhere in the darkmess, the dead awake from the grave a spirits curse the demonseed is now unearthed the demonseed is now unearthed 3. Rest In Pieces the hearse awaits to drive you to hell the coffin opens, you're dead on the table i prepare the pieces for burial brain removed as i stick in the needle to drain out the pus, blood, and bile one eyeball missing, 6 teeth and four limbs rope was used as the method to strangle rats have eaten part of the genitals oh my god not another dead body the cadaver is cut up and cut up again gutted and split up in two to ferment in the grave thrown six feet down one piece at a time for the insects to find rest in pieces in the grave you're bleeding rest in pieces in the tomb of the mutilated the hearse awaits to drive you to hell the coffin opens you're dead on the table i prepare the pieces for burial brain removed as i stick in the needle the bloody bodies have been probed and cut a severed head hangs on a hook cockroaches and ants invade the torso everything below the waist has been cooked res in pieces in the grave you're bleeding rest in pieces in the tomb of the mutilated 4. Wormfood the sweet smell of the slow decayed another victim of the fucking grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis another rotted another forgotten take another step and you just might fall in the cold grave is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis eyes roll back in your face blood drips down your skin when it comes to death the grave always wins the cold dirt is your last place to rest a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin black pus from your skin and veins another victim of the fucking grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest a funeral meal for the worms in the coffin eyes roll back in your face blood drips down your skin when it comes to death the grave always wins there are worms feeding on the carcass rotted and moldering and bones are exposed parasitic breakdown of the human form in the grave we are reborn there are worms feeding on the carcass rotted and moldering bones are exposed parasitic breakdown of the human form in the grave we are reborn the sweet smell of the slow decayed another victim of the fucking grave the cold dirt is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis another rotted another forgotten take another step and you just might fall in the cold grave is your last place to rest down in a hole stiff with rigormortis 5. 13 thirteen pieces of your fate thirteen dead that will awake dying slowly, closer, closer thirteen peices of my mind thirteen peices of my mind thirteen bullets in your side dying slowly, closer, closer thirteen stab wounds to your head thirteen dead and thirteen rotten and now that old wounds have clotted the terror that you felt, will be the last thing you feel thirteen rot over ten years decayed thirteen bodies will be left unburied the terror that you felt, will be the last thing that you feel thirteen broken scabbed and torn thirteen victims not yet born dying slowly, closer, closer thirteen pieces of my mind thirteen rot over ten years decayed thirteen bodies will be left unburied thirteen dead that will awake thirteen pieces of your fate thirteen bullets in your side thirteen stab wounds to your head thirteen broken scabbed and torn thirteen victims not yet born 6. Shadow of The Reaper the shadow of the reaper, the shadow of the dead entombs the lifeless the darkest black is cast the shadow of the reaper, will take its hand the shadow of the reaper, the grave now calls to you in the cemetery you have been left unburied the vultures pick at your eyes the cold grasp, a blood hand the skeleton it cracks and its twitching inside of your body the brain retreats the heart beats no longer in denial life no longer there to comfort to invigorate to betray you the rotten now await you meet the devils keeper in the shadow of the reaper the rotten now await you to invade you the shadow of the reaper, the shadow of the dead entombs the lifeless the darkest black is cast the shadow of the reaper, will you take it hand the shadow of the reaper, the grave now calls to you in the cemetary you have been left unburied the vultures pick at your eyes 7. Deathklaat I'm going straight to hell to burn in flames with the devil fuck the Church and that Christian shit my tombstone's carved with a seix six 6 i don't care about the lies that you preach alive to live, not to believe in a god that i cannot see after death enter life in the grave to never wake after death enter life in the grave into the dark as flesh turns and rots the blood in my veins doth clot ill be smiling as i decompose as the rats eat my skin and bone no escape when death comes to call inside my skull maggots still crawl from the coffin your world looks so small the reaper awaits us all this is the deathklaat after death enter life in the grave into the dark 8. The Poison Hand deadly to you you'll just fade away nothing left in your head this is the touch of death deadly to you you'll just fade away nothing left in your head this is the touch of death you're just fadin' away to the grave theres's no savin' you now deadly to you you'll just fade away nothing left in your head this is the touch of death 9. This Suicide I take chances thinking of death I really just wish for it if it came today id kneel down and ask would you take my sooul away? Take it away, would you takr my soul? Take it away... it comes down to this simple fact life's not worth living when it seems like the end it seems like the end every day it seems like the end and i don't want to pray for forgiveness or for strength just gonna end this miserable life it comes down to this simple fact life's not worth living when it seems like the end this suicide inside this suicide this suicide inside this suicide suicide inside this suicide this suicide inside this suicide your intervening it made me beleive that i'm alive i'm not better off dead i'll take my chances i'm gonna live and turn the gun on you instead 10. The Art Of Headhunting chop, chop, chop off comes the head i'm on a killing spree, machete in hand run for your life, run for your life headhunter of the cannibal tribe the art of headhunting hack, hack, hack the sound of the axe bone-splitting force separates head from neck run for your life, run for your life spine splits in half as your neck bone now cracks meat to rot from the corpse maggots feed as you decompose i feed on those maggots and feed on your soul the art of headhunting chop, chop, chop off comes the head i'm on a killing spree, machete in hand run for your life, run for your life headhunter of the cannibal tribe i feed on those maggots and feed on your soul 11. Stump the knife will cut into your flesh soon to be ripped htrough your screams fall on deaf ears, the pain surmounting it now engulfs you, the terror it builds too the fear of your own death, a putrid dismemberment pools of blood drip from your carcass open wounds cleaned with your piss in feces i drown you choke on the filth of you your skin is smeared with shit the knife cuts into it your screams fall on deaf ears, the pain surmounting the fear of your own death, a putrid dismemberment pools of blood drip from your carcass open wounds cleaned with your piss see the knife cut your flesh still alive but decapitated headless stump buried deep severed legs and arms and pulled out teeth fingers cut off and toes too left in water electrocute from eye sockets blood does shoot gangrene is fed to you The nightmares have come true, a violent death is upon you the pigs will never find you ill scatter the pieces of you flesh and skin is removed everybone, every bone in your body is smashed.