Lyrics The Rotting Trophy - Spiritus Mortis

The Rotting Trophy

Suck the blood from my veins
Cut me down, desecrate my grave
Bleed me dry and burn my skin
Grind my bones, let the journey begin
Like an empty vessel
Desolate
You have it now
But my spirit reigns again
Now, you down!
The tide has changed
There is no way out
You are gonna pay
In my destination
There is no use for hands
The secrets of that world
The eyes cannot see
In the comfort of my earthly grave
Lies the rotting trophy
Of your shallow victory
I let the worms devour my flesh
I am done with this planet’s bloody mess