So many years have passed since my death
Maggot-ridden I rest
Six feet beneath
I remember my existence
Outcast, cultist, murderer

Shrieks of pain in the dead of night
The secrets of the flesh
Were revealed to me
In the abyss beneath
Wonders of human agony

Glories of sadistic torment
My revelries were legion
How time slithers by
And flesh grows weak
Whilst will grows strong

Deathlike is my silence
Inanimate is my shell
But for you, my friend
I'll be fucking hell