| Tombstones trampled in my wake, As I see to a matter quite grave, The earth is
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| Turned as my claim is staked, Besoiling my pickaxe, trowel and stave, Caskets
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| Pounded and splintered «til they bust, Flesh, bone and casket give way, It
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| Smashes to ashes, crushed to dust, Shattering the decrepit grip of decay…
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| (chorus) Decrypt, casket crusher, Defile, casket crusher, Destroy, casket
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| Crusher, Decrypt, casket crusher, Defile, casket crusher, Destroy, casket
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| Crusher, Crush, f**king casket crusher… Disinterred from the soil, To
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| Bludgeon, trash and wreck, This rotted mortal coil, Wrapped tight around your
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| Neck, The seal is shattered in one fell blow, The splintering wood crumbling
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| In shards, Driven into the stiff decaying below, The rigors (mortis) of death
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| Can be hard… chorus… When falls the hammer into the grave, So to will the
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| Thorax collapse, Inward the ribcage and sternum doth cave, Heart, lungs and
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| Aorta prolapse, Shattered sarcophagus driven through your groin, Skewered anus
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| Now in shreds, Shards of pine pierce your rotten loins, So utterly f**king
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| Dead… chorus… |