Lay down beneath the ground This is where you belong Shining stones above your head Face when comes the dawn Asphyxiated lost in decay A sorrowful way of death Disrespected mutilated You're sorting out of breath In the Grave Draw the power in your head Create a fake prophet Hearing preacher's last words Trapped inside the casket I'll meet you there, rip off your soul Maggots eat your flesh I'll wear your skin and live your life You're sorting out of breath In the Grave I'll never stop the haunting Until you all are mine Piece by piece collect your life Your stars will never shine In the grave forced to face The fears when light is gone In the grave, in the grave Where all the hopes are lost I'll never stop the haunting Until you rot and die Torture and destruction Your hopes will never rise