Grave Violators — Autopsy

Overturning tombstones Marble cracked and crushed Fucking on the top of a crypt Smoking angel dust

Drawing blood, spill it forth Seep into the ground Stomping thru the babies' graves Pummel every mound

Little coffins dug up Tiny corpses emptied out Impaled on the fences Spikes rammed thru Rotted pumpkin heads

We pulled some more corpses; bigger ones this time. We'd lay 'em down on a grave one at a time and take a big huge piece of a headstone we broke... and smash the head like a rotted melon

Graveyard desecrated Rotted mess behind us Broken bodies scattered Amongst broken stone and glass