Born in Grave Wax Lyrics


Funeral procession, bell ringing.

Larvaes, the smell of death outside.

Bloating, gas enphysema.

Molten skin, purulent cream.

Cracking in the abdomen, womb full of ointment.

Life leaves you immersed in a terrible cold.

The coffin is filled with grave wax.

Ugly thing with a flat brain.

Born in the stench of the grave.

Fighting to the death.

A life of humiliation.

Ready for his own slaughter.

Born in grave wax.

Ugly life with a flat brain.

Born with no destiny.

Living in the grave stench.