Besedila: Cannibal Corpse. The Wretched Spawn. Rotted Body Landslide.

Climbing the mounds to escape from death
Ten thousand left to rot in this gorge
Bodies lie, putrefy, I won't die

Suffocating stench of corpse's waft
Up from the pits of deaths, fumes disgorge
Rancid heap, walls steep, vapors creep

Underneath, putrid tide
Rotted body, landslide, genocide
Mountains of dead mark the place where they died, they died

Transfixed with horror as the corpses fall
Flesh sloughs off as I try to grasp start to slip
Suffocate, corpses' weight steals my fate

Underneath, putrid tide
Rotted body, landslide, genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body, landslide
Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside

Slide, genocide
Mountains of the dead mark the place where they died, they died
Bodies of the dead, smother me with rot
Remains are crushing me, decomposing mound

This is where I die
Nameless dead my witness

Slide, genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body, landslide
Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside