Under fresh earth my lust does lie Free from mortal toil, a vixen beneath the soil The smell of arousal where the spirits do cry I feast where the maggots lie, released from mortal toil
Dig the earth, tolling their domain Part their skull, gorging on their brain Food for thought, blood from a stone The undoing of flesh which has been sewn
Dragging their limbs, out from their holes Where you disgust, I break their families trust Parting the dirt to further my goals Out with their entrails, I pull and thrust
Dig the earth, tolling their domain Part their skull, gorging on their brain Food for thought, blood from a stone The undoing of flesh which has been sewn
Breaking their ribs and sawing their thighs Plunging my hand in their chest Powerless, staring into the cracked eyes I rip out the heart and feast on their flesh
Lifting the limbs to my lips I take my first bite Gorging on the virgin flesh so sweet I take a sharp breath of sheer delight Under the ground for a day, a month or a week
Nobody is safe, old or young From death’s rotten green tongue run while you can and make your amends I’ll catch you in the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
