Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song As Your Casket Closes, artist - Ghoul. Album song Splatterthrash, in the genre
Date of issue: 05.06.2007
Record label: Tankcrimes
Song language: English
As Your Casket Closes |
As your casket closes listen to the living weep |
Their tears are such cold comfort when they bury you so deep |
You think they cry for you; |
that they came to pay respects? |
The living only weep because they know that they are next |
Sobbing in their mourning clothes, a most impressive act |
Rosaries and prayer to keep their fantasies intact |
The parson mumbles fairy tales of heaven and of hell |
But six feet down in potter’s earth is where you’ll really dwell |
Your brain begins to ooze with the secrets of the dead |
As your casket closes |
The darkness of the tomb, an eternity of dread |
As your casket’s covered feel the cruel hand of time |
Ectoplasmic tendrils, enveloping in slime |
Apparitions wail from the mould infested crypts |
Skin begins to peel, turn to gelatin, and drip |
Twisting roots imprison you, your coffin starts to rot |
Bound to this dimension, though the chains you can see not |
Timeless creeping horror, a nightmare with no end |
The snails in your skull are your only earthly friends |
Your brain begins to ooze with the secrets of the dead |
As your casket closes |
The darkness of the tomb, an eternity of dread |
You feel your eyeballs melting as you start to decompose |
They burst inside the sockets and come running out your nose |
Sacs of pus erupt in places better left unmentioned |
Bloated bowels surrendering all powers of retention |
Drooling fat congeals into pudding in your crypt |
Beetles nest in ear canals and munch on waxy drips |
Maggots feed on viscera, a swirling toxic stew |
There’s no one here to blame it on, that odor came from you |
As your casket opens you see four hooded freaks |
Laughter in the moonlight, horrifying shrieks |
Two hundred years you’ve been rotting in this grave |
And now you will awaken to become a willing slave |
Injecting numbskull, your brain begins to boil |
Your body quivers in the funeral soil |
Replacing spinal fluid, sucking at our drool |
Your afterlife is over, welcome to your life with Ghoul!!! |
As your casket closes |