A/Amagortis/The Uncured Sickness (Meet The Stumpps)
Roaming the paths in the fields and the woods Stalking my prey so they cannot flee Blinded, they think I am half-man and half-wolf – Uncured sickness Bringing the corpses back to my home, simply to keep feeding my family The tastiest meat and the easiest prey – Uncured sickness
Now that they are mine, disfigured and raped, stripped of their flesh The uncured sickness What they think I am protects my true being, it hides my true face
A crippled son, result of fucking with my daughter Made not much of an offspring but quite a delicious meal! We cooked him, his flesh was soft and tender The brain was most exquisite, a feast fit for a king!
The cunts I kill all serve the purpose of food, but also pleasure in pain There's nothing supernatural, the uncured sickness reigns!
Now that they are mine, disfigured and raped, stripped of their flesh The uncured sickness What they think I am protects my true being, it hides my true face
The mob which fears my presence as a beast, blinded by belief and faith They think I am a werewolf, the uncured sickness reigns!
You're accused of heresy and witchery, now condemned to unimaginable pain On the wheel all your limbs are broken, wife and child will watch before they burn Scalding tongs used to rip your flesh away as punishment for unfathomable crimes And your heart removed and incinerated so we can live our lives in peaceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
