Lyrics Coffin Smasher - Desecration

Coffin Smasher

Where is Mickey, we need to get on with this
Is he not ready?
No way
This riot in the graveyard
This death, obituary — grave
Spill the stores of aggression
Thrown away, eviction from my grave
This new aggression is my pleasure
Set it back to?
Operate, decayed pressure
Those who know begreat my say
Coffin smasher
Coffin smasher
Six feet below
The?
grow
What may seem my blood
What may seem my blood
Dark eaten filthy slime
Hideous odor I inhale
Between awful ghostly graves
If I could have the holy grail
Coffin smasher
Coffin smasher
Force some room
Soaked in blood
What may seem my blood
What may seem my blood
What may seem my blood
What may seem my blood