furnace funeral
Singer:bloodbath
i start to realize i'm the last of my kin
acrid devastation in the furnace of fate
hair is removed by the embers hiss
worthless life in a bliss
medium rare for the course is a must
will be devoured by them freaks
i pay the price for being meek
they sit around the table
served as a three-course dinner
my final rest on a silver plate
i hope they choke on my limbs
bred in a line of incesticide