Out of the coffin, your soul cries for mercy
But I have nailed the lid forever
Bag pipers play tunes or sorrow
I cover your bones with moss and mud

I dance on your coffin
Celebrating the end
I call all the rats
Your last supper my friend

Grave grave desecrator
I'm the human's greatest hater
Grave grave desecrator
The last human traitor
Grave grave desecrator
I'm the human's greatest hater
Grave grave desecrator
The last dictator

Six feet under will be your paradise
Worms and spiders by your side
Hallowed be your name eternally
Your rotting corpse I take carefully