'rigor mortis'

Dark bogs draw my walk, Dark bogs draw my walk, My steps arrive at the sight of my lord. Only the scepter of my king will understand my thirst for revenge by now placated gives birth in me... memories...

You're dying but you're still alive Slow gradual decay Doused with chemicals forever your cursed To walk the earth as undead Eating the brains the way to endure The painfulness of death Stiffening of...

Intro: I don't see why you won't groove, won't have this dance with me. Rigor Mortis won't sit, just sit there and you'll see, The music sounds to good for you to look and act this way. Just free your...

Cold and alone, in the vineyard he lies Stained and all broken, the nightingale dies Looking from your window, I can see the snow Freezing cold, grinding to a halt On stonecold gravel, freeze alone...