Dead intruders lacerated by an assassin
That escaped fast up that huge graveyard exiled
Looking face inside of the river
He's the mortician
You're bloodthirsty
Churn teens condemned to death
Feed the graves
Because you love to mutilate
Every body from bottom
As you is a thief of carcasses
These legs are murderer fee bloated with bugs and maggots
Demaged with hurting yellowish massive pus
Mutilated concoction drain again
No casket for body sleeping in holy grave
He's the mortician
When rape on midnight dead women
Dead in his cemetery are stabbed cadavers
In his place inferno
When let dead flesh in
Inside
The restorer the death mad murderer mortician
Perforate inside mouth had sewed neck
And bodies of the children
Ruined in graveyard
But end wrong is to let alives
Perforate on bone with chemical product of mortician
Desintegrate to
Only allow him
Flesh
Punch, kick
Put their bodies into the
