Buried In The BackYard





To kill, is why I live

My God, gives eternal life

Slice you, I watch your blood flow

Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full

Pressure building, the body starts to swell



The souls of my victims brings me great power

Feasting on the flesh by the hour

Lungs explode as I cave in your chest

Probing through your organs-searching for meat

Chewing the heart of my kill builds my evil will

Bodies emptied of blood to fill my sacrificial 

chalice

I stalk my prey at night, I need to kill tonight

To strengthen my evil soul, those that I kill 

worship me below

I am your worst reality, pain and torture of humanity

Violent ways of insanity, there is no end to this 

cruelty 



In my grasp, I'll kill you fast, I'll send your soul 

to hell

Butchery of Human beings is the only life I 

know

My armies of zombies will inherit the earth, and 

answer to my spells

Mutilated the human race in search for 

immortals 



I drag the carcass home, it feels stiff and cold

Incantation of the devil to rob it of its soul

Consume the lifeless cadaver, I drink your 

blackened blood

Its death flows through my body, indulge in its 

pain 



Crucifixion in the cemetary, awakes the dead

from their sleep

Rising from their graves, to devour the 

weakened mortals

Under my control, I own their tortured souls