Supposed to Rot (Entombed Cover) Lyrics

Stubborn old worthless hag,
simply had nothing to give.
I couldn't stand your eternal nag,
you didn't deserve to live.

So I went to the stove and took
a pork knife and stabbed it into your head.
Buried you in the fruit cellar,
I was glad 'cause I thought you were dead.

But the maggots didn't feast on your body,
you didn't get moldy as I thought.
Still I can hear that nag in my head,
you were supposed to rot.

Supposed to rot!

Now she haunts me day and night,
a haunting I can't forget.
The deed was a coldblooded homicide,
a murder I regret.

But still she's the same old hag
and still my life has turned the same.
Isn't there anything to set me free
from this wicked pain?

You were supposed to rot!