Within the grave the body lies still beneath the soil

Aimless roots invade the casket as the body begins to spoil

Bereft of life, this rotting flesh, once nurtured in the womb

From uterine to pine it rots inside its silent tomb



Demon cry "With howls of laughter we saw them die

The life was ripped from them in days gone by

We watched the carcass go down, lowered into the ground

And we saw the dirt fall, now they lie there of no use to Him at all."

At the advent of the firstborn of the dead

The Spirit gives life to that which was mortal

Rent from the soil, exhumed of the earth

Life is restored when removed of the grave



Within the grave the body stirs as remains are realigned

The cadaver sown in weakness finds it can forsake the pine

Cervical meets thoracic as it claws its way through earth

Then the slab is rent asunder by a child of the rebirth

Demon cry "They're disinterred to seize the sky

Raised to life and thence to never die

We saw their eyes, they have power, their frailties are gone

We thought that we would have more time

Before they would be rent from the soil."

Exhumed of the earth, life is restored when removed of the grave

At the advent of the firstborn of the dead

The Spirit gives life to that which was mortal

Death has been devoured