Embalming The Masses - Rose Funeral

Mutilate, strip the bodies flesh, now beg

Look into my eyes and pray

I am the creator of your grave

Flames are burning through.

The skulls we’ll crush once more

Death awakens you.

Tonight we kill for gore

Masses are burned alive.

The bodies rot to dust

Feasting on your limbs, with the stench of shit

You’re a fucking waste of life.

I’ve come to kill

Faces putrefy.

The dead have risen back to life

We rip the flesh.

They torture through the light

Blood will spill.

Streets fill black with the darkest nights, to kill

They cleanse the good to spill their guts

Gore is what we killed them for