Dead Flesh Makeover 歌词

Howling from the tombs of the battered and deceased The spouses of the arcane celebrant Their graves undisturbed in the desert they are made From bones of 30 starving slaves Shades in the cursed sepulchre The weeping and - cleansing of the damned The efficient craftwork - siphoning blood Barrels filled - left to rot Behind the stagnant skin only bones fill the corpse The hair on their heads are tracky threads Failing to emerge - they feed upon themselves Just to tame the hunger deep inside Shades in the cursed sepulchre The weeping and - cleansing of the damned Peeling off the wood from the inside Of a decomposed coffin A glance at the world Through a gap in the grave Howling from the tombs of the battered and deceased The spouses of the arcane celebrant Their graves undisturbed in the desert they are made From bones of 30 starving slaves Shades in the cursed sepulchre The weeping and - cleansing of the damned The efficient craftwork - siphoning blood Barrels filled - left to rot Peeling off the wood from the inside Of a decomposed coffin A glance at the world Through a gap in the grave Howling from the tombs of the battered and deceased The spouses of the arcane celebrant Their graves undisturbed in the desert they are made From bones of 30 starving slaves Shades in the cursed sepulchre The weeping and - cleansing of the damned The efficient craftwork - siphoning blood Barrels filled - left to rot