The Interment lyrics

Fate is punishing me with a kiss of death It left it's marks on my broken soul I was crucified with the nails of unlimited thirst For supremacy Life has left my body, funeral time ‘Round my grave the crows are gathering Celebration of triumph, grotesque scenery Wicked apostles they are - of a coming storm The smell of decay Bait for the worms Final interment at the verge of ruin, resistance Failed Corrupted standards of values, perversion of life Itself The smell of decay Bait for the worms Final interment at the verge of ruin, resistance Failed Corrupted standards of values, perversion of life Itself