The Black Dahlia Murder - Into the Everblack
Time: 1:11
Six feet below the earth
Rotting food for the fetid worms
Into the harrowed grave

stinking; offensively malodorous
Heard in 21 songs (3.6M+ combined views) — most famously in "Into the Everblack" by The Black Dahlia Murder.
Updated August 29, 2026
Time: 1:11
Six feet below the earth
Rotting food for the fetid worms
Into the harrowed grave

Time: 1:30
Don't shed a tear down on bony pewage
Now you know how fetid death breathes
I'm leaving you in war and pieces

Time: 1:06
To die in love with the carcass inanimate
To live in lust for the fetid flesh
Tempted by gore for our sex to contaminate

Time: 0:49
Enslaved to her mordial genes
Illusions bleed from their fetid cores
Bent to their rotten extremes

Time: 1:51
Omens of corruption from within the church
A fetid, dank oasis still clung to fool rebirth
Alone as a stone cold altar

Time: 2:07
Buckets of blood will help it to grow
And raised on high, the fetid throne
Death is Fate's master, he sits all alone

Time: 1:36
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Fetid, persistent stench of the race
Rushes in every slot

Time: 2:03
Immersed in a world of decadence
Mind altered, eternally fetid, cadaverous empire
Squelched domain

Time: 4:32
In my eye
It's a fetid nation, maybe
It's a drag

Time: 1:13
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He was standing on the gravel by the fetid river
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Time: 0:23
Time passed as it often does
The seat was hard, the carriage fetid
He was dressed for summer, but still he sweated

Time: 3:12
The reek of my bloody pleura, stagnating and curdling
Cynical and sarcastic, my fetid sense of tumour
Clinical and gastric, I imbibe my own vitreous humour

Time: 1:59
You're going thru a great deal of stress
Fetid breath reeks, go brush your teeth
You should get clean, your hair is full of grease!

Time: 2:46
They tighten old rope, old rope
Young men hang in the fetid breeze
Like rotten fruit

Time: 1:36
Ah! Oh, no, you've gone away!
FETID HUMAN, RELEASE ME!
Not so fast... we need to get a few things clear, we're going to need you to sign a truce, this is our lawyer

Time: 1:31
Abhorrent studies set forth in the abattoir
Intrinsic desecration of a fetid cadaver
Hormones, the catalyst of this orgy of the damned

Time: 0:08
petey was the fetid son of pauline up on milk
commie ma the 2nd czar would do do for the filth

Time: 0:20
Cold, dead and hard as it's exhumed from the womb
The uterus it's cradle, and it's moist fetid tomb
Only scalpels left for playthings

Time: 3:17
Teaches all.
Passing through this fetid ship.
With sickened feeling of what lies within.

Time: 0:50
And beneath her mask she was sweating
At the Hooded One's fetid breath
"Will you dance with me, Lady Waters?

Time: 2:06
Fixate to watch it die
Savor the fetid decay
Salivating further from mine
