Supposed to Rot Songtext
von Exumer

Stubborn old worthless hag
Simply had nothing to give
I couldn′t stand your turtleneck
You didn't deserve to live
I went to the stove and took a pork knife
And stabbed it in your head
Burnt you in the food cellar
I was glad ′cause I thought you were dead
But the maggots did feast on your body
Thin and lonely as I thought


And still I can hear that nag in my head
You were supposed to rot!
Now she haunts me day and night
A haunting I can't forget
To me it was a cold-blooded homicide
A murder I regret
But still she's the same old hag
And still my life turns insane
Is there anything to set me free
From this wicked pain?