Rotting Hill

Disposal of the sick
Execution of the wicked
soil filled with centuries of remains
Absurd ways of death

Die, die by the sword
Die, die by the rope

This hearse is a one-way ride
ride into oblivion
Enter the kingdom of scavengers
Dressed up in shackles and chains

Die, die by the axe
Die, die by the flames
 [bad word] to Rotting Hill - a realm of carnivores
Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail
Sunrise over Rotting Hill - cursed throughout centuries
Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill

Once a beast now a prey
Hangman's law, join your ghosts

Lost your limbs piece by piece
Lost your head left to rot
 [bad word] to Rotting Hill - a realm of carnivores
Guided by the stench an odour that marks the trail
Sunrise over Rotting Hill - cursed throughout centuries
Beasts shall unite on Rotting Hill