Tomb by Cenobite

TOMB

pungent and bitter stench
wakes me up
through delirium and fever
i'm starting
to explore my grave
cold and wet bodies
around me
i can feel insects on my skin
they look forward to a feast

the main dish -
rotting and infected meat
of poor fellows like me
jesus didn't save his slaves

this is my grave
god didn't save
rotting corpse tomb
for infected rats home

empty and cloudy eyes
express horror
and bewilderment
poisonous gases burst out
complementing
this symphony of death

the light is bearly visible
air is polluted with a sickly stench

• Death Metal
• Metal
• Old School Death Metal
• Saint Petersburg