For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh - Pungent Stench

ashes to ashes, dust to dust

what a waste for a body like yours

the absurdity of burials, racks my brain

all those valuable corpses, why should stay unused?

for god your soul… for me your flesh

your mortal remains, are too good for hungry maggots

that’s why I dig you out from your last resting place

I hope it’s not too late, because it’ll be a pity

if the decomposition already has advanced

for god your soul… for me your flesh

for god your soul, for me your flesh

I think it is a fair bargain

for me your flesh, for me your bones

for me your brain and your entrails

I’ll prepare you, you got my word of honor

you’ll look nearly alive

ashes to ashes, dust to dust

don’t worry, I’ll prevent it