Lyrics: Macabre. Grim Reality. Exhumer.

My favourite thing to do
Is to dig bodies from the grave
I'm sure that you can see
That I'm sickening and crazed
Walking through the graveyard
With a shovel in my hand
Looking for a grave
I'm an exhumer of the dead

I'm digging up your grave
With a smile on my face
I'm sure you know my status
I'm a sickening disgrace
Taking off your jewellery
And having such a ball
I'll take it to the pawnshop
And I'll sell it fuckin' all