Bhàs - Casket Stench

Putrid Stench of a casket

Flooding your sense, coming through mist
The smell of cadaver, entrails and piss

Passing into the realm of the living again
Knashing and biting, dying in vain
Rust filled iron reaches through their eye
Everything pleasing me until you die

(Chorus)
Dirt we rise, death our guise
Piling up bodies, Timely Demise
Wounds, we fill, fuck and kill
Rupturing insides, the frail and the ill

Dismembering corpses, gouging their eyes
Skin ripped from their face,
hollow, their shrieks from below
Feasting and carving the mark of the goat

(Chorus)
Dirt we rise, death our guise
Piling up bodies, Timely Demise
Wounds, we fill, fuck and kill
Rupturing insides, the frail and the ill

Woe is thee I've come to slay
Spread black the roots of decay
Abhorrent mist caress’ your fall
Hordes of death heed my call

Climactic bubbling guts and gore
Morbid physical torment
Dragging the guts up through your mouth
Creating the casket stench