By now you're dead, you can only decay!
This is the organic matter's sad destiny!
The hunger is impending, someone will satiate of you!
Here is to form the lines of a harsh army!
B. Cadaveris Mesentericus moves the legions forward,
Their mortal dance will start in your abdomen!
Your organic matter is devoid of oxygen,
The legion eats and grows!
Your dead body is invaded!
Your twisted meat lies dead.
Fate without shelter,
Hungry, they eat you inside,
Beings that feed themselves at corpses' expense!
The process of decomposition is overhanging!
The pale leaves the place to the livid green,
Your dead body is invaded!
This is the organic matter's sad destiny!
The hunger is impending, someone will satiate of you!
Here is to form the lines of a harsh army!
B. Cadaveris Mesentericus moves the legions forward,
Their mortal dance will start in your abdomen!
Your organic matter is devoid of oxygen,
The legion eats and grows!
Your dead body is invaded!
Your twisted meat lies dead.
Fate without shelter,
Hungry, they eat you inside,
Beings that feed themselves at corpses' expense!
The process of decomposition is overhanging!
The pale leaves the place to the livid green,
Your dead body is invaded!