See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it's our turn To end the survival too frail Life's no longer a virtue Give it your farewell blessing Stop feeding the rot inside you A denial so sickening Forever devoid of purpose How come you're not giving in A futile heartbeat – the first deadly sin Abandon all hope Soil becomes all the weak It's time to seal your fate When in a casket, one feels stronger You'll carry no longer A burden of the heaviest weight See them despise all their vacant graves A crusade of the sickest To preserve the weakest Already dead in so many ways A spit in the face of the human race Embalmed yet they should burn Now it's their turn To vanish without a trace