Feast of the Graveworm

Midnight violence, the scene of the kill
 A life slain to rest where the blood has been spilled
 Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left
 Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh
 The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb
 Forgotten and rotten beneath a red moon
 A life once strong is worm food now
 Conniving wretch has been cut down
 [Lead: Cutler]
 Neck twisted sickly, eyes stare into space
 A squirming mass erodes limbs and face
 Feeding and eating, nauseating display
 No coffin, no funeral, just life stripped away
 [Lead: Coralles]
 A portrait of putrefaction, life beyond the grave
 A coward soiled and bloated with maggots in his face
 Discarded cadaver, no heartbeat is left
 Teeming with maggots that feed on the flesh
 The street is the graveyard, the dumpster the tomb
 Forgotten and rotten beneath a red moon