Dance Upon the Graves
Torches ignite
Beneath the moons spotlight we swarm to reform
Classicide
Sadistic lovers of carnage purge inferior lowborn
We long for the songs of screams drifting on and on
Bound to the sounds of their limbs twisting around
Pleasant it will be gutting peasant families
Before their eyes force fed their own insides
We dance upon the graves shallow undignified
Embrace the sweet taste of society refined
Judge jury executioner a bloody good ol thrill
From these earthly vessels blood begins to spill
Souls of the meek shall creep these woods for eternity
We long for the songs of screams drifting on and on
Bound to the sounds of their limbs twisting around
Pleasant it will be gutting peasant families
Before their eyes force fed their own insides
We dance upon the graves shallow undignified
Embrace the sweet taste of society refined
The swig I am pouring onto the dirt
Is not for peasants but merely for the worms
Worms begin to stir around cadavers
Filth becoming nothing but one with the earth
Confined to the black thick mist surrounding
Entities weep throughout the forest spiraling
Swaying away as we dance on the graves
Of the penurious the second rate
A commemoration of the desecration
Of eradicated unsophisticated forsaken lowborn
In a forest forlorn
Beneath the moons spotlight we swarm to reform
Classicide
Sadistic lovers of carnage purge inferior lowborn
We long for the songs of screams drifting on and on
Bound to the sounds of their limbs twisting around
Pleasant it will be gutting peasant families
Before their eyes force fed their own insides
We dance upon the graves shallow undignified
Embrace the sweet taste of society refined
Judge jury executioner a bloody good ol thrill
From these earthly vessels blood begins to spill
Souls of the meek shall creep these woods for eternity
We long for the songs of screams drifting on and on
Bound to the sounds of their limbs twisting around
Pleasant it will be gutting peasant families
Before their eyes force fed their own insides
We dance upon the graves shallow undignified
Embrace the sweet taste of society refined
The swig I am pouring onto the dirt
Is not for peasants but merely for the worms
Worms begin to stir around cadavers
Filth becoming nothing but one with the earth
Confined to the black thick mist surrounding
Entities weep throughout the forest spiraling
Swaying away as we dance on the graves
Of the penurious the second rate
A commemoration of the desecration
Of eradicated unsophisticated forsaken lowborn
In a forest forlorn
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Writer(s): Jared Alexander
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