I saw a trace of your weakness, it surfaced through your smile It was relentless, untamed and so divine Down the tomb in the valley, we felt the trench of death We saw some crooked vultures as they dove for flesh On chunks from my disasters They fight for every part Your time is running out I don't need no reason You're condemned to the grave To the grave So now your bones starts to shiver, your lips are turning blue Distorted by the panic I forced inside of you Cold steel in your back, blood will be split I am the man that hang you on a sharp meat hook On chunks from my disasters They fight for every part Your time is running out I don't need no reason You're condemned to the grave To the grave To the grave To the grave On chunks from my disasters They fight for every part Your time is running out I don't need no reason You're condemned to the grave To the grave To the grave To the grave