The Rotting
Six Feet Under, Chris Barnes
Smashing through the skull
The heart stops pumping one last time
Skip another beat you died
But came back to life
Ignored the truth
The cold fact is you're dead within
Soft and rotten
In the head
Severed
Bleeding no more
It's just a butchered corpse
Blood flow
To the brain, died in the cranium
Broken, shattered, ripped apart
The head lives on in the state of decay
Rotting
Blood flow
To the brain
Died in the cranium
Broken, shattered, ripped apart
The head lives on in the state of decay
Broken, shattered, ripped apart
The head lives on in the state of decay
Rotting
Rotting
Blood flow
To the brain
Died in the cranium
