No Headstone Unturned

(album: To The Dead - 2022)

Row upon row of tidy headstones
Molder in silence above maggots and bones
Too long concealed, the rot that's below
A decrepit reality that belongs on show

In neither epitaph nor epithet
Has the truth been spoken yet
Their eternal repose must now be upset
So their worm-eaten faces we'll never forget

Coffin lids unsealed
Wretchedness revealed
Putridity unconcealed
Fluids congealed

Wrest from their rest
Slumber now sundered
Deathbeds disheveled
Peace in pieces plundered

No headstone unturned
No gravesite undisturbed
Eternal rest perturbed
Their respite undeserved
We haven't learned
So every monument must be overturned
Splatter these sepulchres spurned
No fucking headstone unturned

In fields gone fetid and fallow
Lie these graves in which the rancid now wallow
Truth buried much too shallow
Now shovel and spade smash through to the marrow

Casket doors must crack
Too long, the decay held back
Mausoleum gates gone slack
In a deluge of death, blood flows black

Wrest from their rest
Slumber now sundered
Deathbeds disheveled
Peace in pieces plundered

No headstone unturned
No gravesite undisturbed
Eternal rest perturbed
Their respite undeserved
We haven't learned
So every monument must be overturned
Splatter these sepulchres spurned
Leave no fucking headstone unturned

No headstone unturned
These icons belong shattered and spurned
Respect for the dead is what we must unlearn
Until every monument is battered and burned
Their legacy must never return
So every monument must be overturned
Spatter their sanctity unearned
Leave no fucking headstone unturned