Mortification of the innocent The odious anger remains This is the final funeral
Buried by the dust The dust from an ancient soul At a inverted crucifix Your blessed body shall rot
Your inner organs will be replaced by me I use your body for my sickening science My obscene autopsy of you As I cut you limb by limb Your body I sliced upon altar of my human Flesh pot art I will slowly perverted get to work On a cadaver that is as cold as ice Your inner organs will be replaced by me I use your body for my sickening science My obscene autopsy of you As I cut you limb by limb
Draining your substance Tearing your soul apart Your body soon will perish Into the void of outrageous art I want you to enter my kingdom