Mortem - Exhumer lyrics

He goes to the cemetery, dead of night Spade and bag at his back, empty sight He digs up soil of grave under moon Deep in ground, can't see him inside the tomb He lifts the lid of wooden coffin Feeling smell of rotten flesh Buried corpse not long ago, it begins decay Searching values, l ooking at the corpse He sees a golden ring The precious stone shining in the night Attracts the evil man Trying to take it off from the finger of the corpse Deadly frozen cold Swollen from the pus hand of dead man He can't take it off He takes a knife, cuts the hand of the corpse Crack of bones, tearing veins, clots of gore Taking the hand of the corpse in his hand Smile on face. Puts it down in his bag He looks at the skull, opens the mouth with the knife Ossified flesh can't stand for itself Pulling out gold teeth, nothing can stop him Verminous mouth full of white maggots He takes in his hand the knife And cuts the mouth of corpse Maggots are falling down From rotten flesh on dampy earth He wants to leave the robbed grave He stands on putrid corpse His foot breaks rotten chest And falls in intestines Pungent stench of fetid goo Splash of pus and broken bones Clatches at the cold tombstone Come out from the open grave He goes to the cemetery, dead of night Spade and bag at his back, empty sight He digs up soil of grave under moon Deep in ground, can't see him inside the tomb