[Music by J. De Ron, A. Tompkins and J. Sherlock] Within the grave the body lies still beneath the soil Aimless roots invade the casket as the body begins to spoil Bereft of life, this rotting flesh, once nurtured in the womb From uterine to pine it rots inside its silent tomb Demon cry "With howls of laughter we saw them die The life was ripped from them in days gone by We watched the carcass go down, lowered into the ground And we saw the dirt fall, now they lie there of no use to Him at all." At the advent of the firstborn of the dead The Spirit gives life to that which was mortal Rent from the soil, exhumed of the earth Life is restored when removed of the grave Within the grave the body stirs as remains are realigned The cadaver sown in weakness finds it can forsake the pine Cervical meets thoracic as it claws its way through earth Then the slab is rent asunder by a child of the rebirth Demon cry "They're disinterred to seize the sky Raised to life and thence to never die We saw their eyes, they have power, their frailties are gone We thought that we would have more time Before they would be rent from the soil." Exhumed of the earth, life is restored when removed of the grave At the advent of the firstborn of the dead The Spirit gives life to that which was mortal Death has been devoured