Weak minds sought to bend knee
Consumed by the fear of death
They dare not dig out the grave
Is the truth too dark to bear?
Take a light with you young blood
The answer lies in the grave

Fatality – the way of the wet blade
The heartless reign supreme
For they put the answer in the grave
One blood – the dance of the kin
One fire – the flesh of a young woman
Spill the blood and watch her flesh incinerate

Profit making funeral
Profit making funeral
Profit making funeral
Profit making funeral

Burning fury
Kill with ferocity
Kill for profit
Chant the burden
Gastronomy is on the dead
Burning fury
Kill with ferocity
Kill for profit
Chant the burden
Gastronomy is on the dead
Profit making funeral
Profit making funeral