Rot beneath below
  Killing the chance to die ... the rising of the dead
  The pain denies the soul
  Even after
  The killing gently
  Dissection of the light ... the rotting of the soul
  The pain realize the wounds
  .. lives
  You light the soul
  Killing ones they save ... the rotting of the soul
  Dying of the pain
  Killing the soul
  Killing send you to your grave
  Dying soon the one they save
  Tearing rid you of your limbs
  Infection soon sets in
  Peeling rid you of your skin ... infection!
  Coming soon the end of life
  Die ... cure you of infliction