So many years have passed since my death Maggot-ridden I rest Six feet beneath I remember my existence Outcast, cultist, murderer Shrieks of pain in the dead of night The secrets of the flesh Were revealed to me In the abyss beneath Wonders of human agony Glories of sadistic torment My revelries were legion How time slithers by And flesh grows weak Whilst will grows strong Deathlike is my silence Inanimate is my shell But for you, my friend I'll be fucking hell