Epitaph above your head
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For many years you've been dead
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Maggot brain - Pus filled eyes
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In a moldy casker <i>[casket?]</i> you reside
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Your the dead, your heart is black
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Lived your life in blasphemy
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Now you rot day by day
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Eternal torture, slow decay
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Your body's filled with rotten worms
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Skin falls off your bones
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The moon ignites your dried up corpse
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How decrepit you have grown
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Your reek of shit and rotten guts
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Embalming fluids - Rancid crud
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Released from hell you walk the earth
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Your rotten corpse give new birth
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Six Feet Under
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| Repulsion |
