Funerary rites
Rotting of the flesh
Put you in the ground to eliminate your stench
Empty shell of skin
Wretched bloody one
Filth covered in dirt in a place nobody knows
Cross of wood
Nameless grave
Haunted forest
Endless shame
Screaming spirits
Haunted hell
Twisted bodies
Empty shells
Night of screaming wind
Infected human souls
Howling with an emptiness so bitter and so cold
Nothing ever lives
Within this twisted place
Funeral for everyonе the haunted give thеir chase