Unlike the devil I?ve never seen the face of god Sweet Mr. Jesus Infected on my skin Demons surround you I'm crawlin' on the ground Shame for another
: They think they know who I am All they know is I love to kill Face down, dead on the ground Find me before another is found I come alive in the darkness
: Why can't i breathe Still i see Dead on the table Try to move, i'm not able to They said i have died I still feel alive I won't believe their lies
: Scourged through searing Incandescence Melt together Fire torture brings me intense pain Predestined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face
: Swollen with liquid Ready to burst A load of my lymph Will quench this dead body's thirst One month in the grave twisted and half decayed She turned
: Butchery my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate Emasculate, gouging crotches I will eat Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed Gristle
: Into the abyss, perpetual and tortuous Archaic carcasses, displayed degeneracy Once within these walls a life of death will be unleashed Forever dying
his own mind the need to kill Now possesses his body Self mutilated Between killings ejaculation, cut off appendages Of former victims, sexual violence satisfaction Disembodied corpses
attack Gore pours from the torso Hellish creatures stab Organs, grisly trophies Rewards for their rage Blood drips from their jaws They disembowel the corpse
: I cannot scream, my mouth is wired shut I cannot see, my eyes are filled with blood I must die while suffering Pawn of torturous punishment Losing
Skull full of maggots They enter your tomb-maggots-beginning to feast-maggots Crawling on you-maggots-now they eat you-maggots Rotting maggots-maggots-infesting your corpse
: Bleed for my pain Revenge on treacherous snakes They will pay Slicing the flesh Sculptured wounds my catharsis I will stain Into the heart Needle
: There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy
put into sacks Grab the neck, slit the throat, take the life Hang the corpse-prepare to drain the blood Bonesaw, meat cleaver, filleting the knife Carve the corpse
: Lusting for eternal pain Begging to be tortured Agony brings relief, I am insane Indulging in self-mutilation To satisfy my need again The pain severe
: Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs Blood thirsty Ungodly Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores Of those I infect become my loyal servants
not living Animus from perpetual authority, contumacious Bone displacement surgery Stagnant, pools of entrails, permeates wretched odors, depraved Corpses
When does a woman?s choice belong to her and not to man or myth? When does a woman?s body belong to her and not to man or myth? George w. Bush vowed
