Letra de Moribund

Scourged by ignorance In a strench of perdition Grub to live in oblivion Captured in the rotting black In the black of dirtiness Feet starts to putrefy Everyone limps Everyone is congealed Boots full of mud Limbs are numb To save their lives They need amputation No doctors around They use grubs O clean their wounds To avoid infection Shoes full of grubs Eating the rotted flesh Now the terror is complete Recovering in a strench full of excrements To die in the lavatory of the battlefield Insane... The horrible odour of dead bodies Human cesspool... living in the rotting black You can imaginate