Music by hobein, troya, rios & rodriguez
Lyrics by hobein & troya

Dying alone
Wishes, only death
Scream for your life
Tortured mind
Your hell arises again…

I want to still looking at you
Being consumed ‘til you dry
Upset interments in good spirits
Morbid head, a present for death
There’s a itch in the streets
A degradation of souls
For a funeral of sickness
It’s enough with your parasites
There are blasphemies in the cemetery
A rite in the macabre burial

Your new life is full of pain
I feel your death near to my own
Total burial of your soul
There’s no tomorrow for your living

I want to still looking at you
Being consumed ‘til you dry
Upset interments in good spirits
Morbid head, a present for death
There’s a itch in the streets
A degradation of souls
For a funeral of sickness
Have you known it’s enough
With your parasites
There are blasphemies in the cemetery
A rite in the macabre burial

Your new life is full of pain
My soul hears your screams from nowhere
Completely dead
Inside your always dead soul
Putrefaction inside your inwards too