Macabre - Funeral Home lyrics

You are pronounced dead

Due to a crushing blow to the head

The reaper has passed his curse

Lifeless body hauled away in a hearse

Death is the reality

Life it lies in a dormant grave

It's off to the funeral home

Isn't it great?

Death in the embalmer's hands

He cuts your organs and puts them in pans

Then he drains all your blood

Embalms your veins til they flood

Then you're put into your casket

Rolled in and put on display

He made you look like you were

Living today

The under ___ taker

Cuts you ___ open

And he ___ rips out

All of ___ your insides

And you cannot ___ escape

His clutches

For you ___ will be

Embalmed ___ by him

AAAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA

You are ___ on your

Way to ___ the funeral home

You are ___ in the

Funeral ___ home and you are

DEAD!