feast, as they tear upon your weak flesh Terror builds, at the thought of being dead Prophecy of the wisemen of old Now comes true, as the corpses break
Pre to witness a place of gore Of legal dissection and blood on the floor Carved up corpses, in the corner Sliced up by a psychotic coroner Slice, dice
Striking out with rage I pound him, stomp him Cocksucking bastard don't feel mercy for him With bare hands I break his legs, break his neck Now my jagged
Rapacious for pleasure scraping Fg down with intense ding Harsh abrasive friction deface Countenance now removed forever Scog faces with flies Tedious
Evil people with evilds Slaughter their victims with ripping knives They should be caught and put to death Strapped to the chair, they should die there
below my knees my Legs have been removed They suck the blood from the wounds Voracious zombies rend my thighs They pull me down, my corpse they Will
No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one War without end
be his imagination The man's been dead For several days The change continues after hours Different face Mutilation of the cadaver Soon the corpse will
creates Undying Solo: Pat Corpses are suspended by their feet Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat Fastened to the ceg leaking gore Splashing down to the floor Corpses
Hatchet to the head Hatchet to the head Forced from deep inside to hunt you Bludgeoned torn t veins erupted Forever headless rotting corpse Recognition
Monstrous My thoughts Revolting visions, carnage Bloodbath My dream Gore soaked My hands Hallucination, or real I wield The blade Grotesque..d...grotesque
Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impending doom The
Engulfed in the innards Of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea Asphyxiation Tangled intestines become my reality Choking on guts Asphyxiation gasping for
Bodies are bursting t Volcanic eruption of guts Exploding cadavers g forth A bloodbath to torment all life The sky and the earth are now tainted by Blood
pain Compelled to Lacerate Rendg for release Set free souls through holes in their skin Murdered, or have they been saved Bleeding corpse his work
Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air What a rotting stench My imagination runs wild at what this could be Open up the can to discover
's paid south You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty With what was left of our fair city Call in the army corps of architects To
Je te desire encore Je te desire plus fort qu’au premier jour Au plaisir de ton corps Je prendrai la mesure de ton amour Tu m’as blesse Tu m’as