Necrophile, Corpses Pile Mummified, Mother Lies Skull Soup Bowls Nipple Belts Hearts In Pans Eyes In Cans Masks Of Skin Cunts On Strings Strung Up
Necrophile, Corpses Pile Mummified, Mother Lies Skull Soup Bowls Nipple Belts Hearts In Pans Eyes In Cans Masks Of Skin Cunts On Strings Strung Up Corpse
Перевод: Гробовщик. Введение / Осквернитель Of The Dead.
первый куплет: нервы железные могут поржаветь однажды смотря как ухаживаешь важно это день каждый не страшно сегодня завтра угроза срыва успокоительное
I Love Dissecting Dead Girl Bodies Their Naked Corpses Excite My Mind The Aroma Of Decomposition Is The Best Aphrodisiac You Can Find With Forceps I
of night Unholy ghoul's lust for blood The human vampire in the crypt The seek dead flesh to carry on Their morbid life no one can save... Defiling the
In the ravine I found the answer to everything In your words In your eyes, in your sigh If we could wish ourselves away Would you love me? If we could
Cutest girl behind my door Everybody's hiding in love from war The beauty broke down their chains somehow Who's gonna living on my body now? A growing
of human life with some not meant to sanctify Trails of ancestors past, foretell of a destiny Forgotten words and archetypes, the laws by which we see Defile
splendor and golden glory Seeking war trophies and sacred spoils To purify this heart of mine, to cast away rotten rood Defile morality of the blind god Defiling
He Moa Kane (ancient Hawaiian riddle) Above is red -- below is red hear the ringing voice... a strutting rooster
Heading for corruption No spirit or conscience A bloodbath in waiting On the threshold of peace Sabotage the history Soak the pain in apathy Hide the
..is John the sheepshagger from Bolton Molten Revoltin' Next up, Mr. A. Ordinary from Whitefield Next up, Mr. A. Ordinary from Blackfield Judy's bastard
No desire, no air to breathe No desire, no need to seethe I'm just a child That's always been I need to justify Just to survive What I want Is what you
[Music by John McEntee & Kyle Severn]
I Impure I spill my seed Upon barren earth And spit in the face of the Goddess Unclean am I Unclean I copulate With the hands of the God And defile
A nightmare rises from the holy places Daring to sin against it's ways An evil impulse rises to the fore And deadly silence from those above Bow down
HE MOA KANE (ancient Hawaiian riddle) Above is red-below is red hear the ringing voice... a strutting rooster
