Urban Death - Glad Lyrics

I just heard the belated news
About your demise
It's such a relief
That you will hurt us no more

I'm glad that you're dead
Rotting in your grave
I'm glad that you're dead
Worms feasting on your flesh

Your idle hands
Are the devil's playground
Years of abuse
Unwanted burdens they bear

I'm glad that you're dead
Rotting in your grave
I'm glad that you're dead
Worms feasting on your flesh

(Shame on you) Constant scars
From childhood memories
(Shame on you) By a monster who stood
In the midst of our eyes
I would prefer to tie a millstone tight around your neck and drop
You straight into the ocean, slowly collapsing under your weight
I'm glad
That you're dead

Glad that you're dead
Glad that you're dead
Glad that you're dead
Glad that you're dead
Glad that you're dead
Glad that you're dead
(Yeah good f*cking riddance) Glad that you're dead
(Rotting away in your grave) Glad that you're dead