Exhume the wretched body from its timeless slumber Thrashing the tomb to reveal what's inside Maggot-infected corpse stares dismal Inhabited by worms chewing holes through your carcass Ancient lands beckoned the burial of humans The unfertile soil infecting the crypts Of the once deceased bodies not through decomposure Ending their peace, their chances of hell Vomit-type substance is formed from its innards Festering slime that reveals inside Substance erupts and its stomach bursts open Forced down your throat to regurgitate life Force of the dead ending the one they defied, corrupted Chosen in pain end in the words of the rain Killing the substance of the dead I am your pain, your fire Incensed by the ones that dead out of the rain Most of the dead that sustained out of the pain your fire Incensed the ones that the dead out of your reign Forces the pain enter the way that the void corrupted Chosen at birth of course the rain and the fire you'll see Out of the chosen enter the one that the fire the pain