Cloisters... Decapitated fetuses rot against their will Inside the tortuous maternal cloister While the internal liquid of their destroyed eyes Is absorbed between your extended legs for me...
An inert mass of ground meat This choked in my throat They are pieces of deformed fetuses Ground in a profaned womb
Creatures Destroy´em....Creatures
A drainpipe for ground fetuses We have built to these rites Where the fetal butcher´s is taken place Grinding unwanted beings
Creatures Destroy´em...Creatures
Decrepit - like human creatures They dies with their cut hands and their open skulls While their encephalic masses They are devoured by our bloody sons...
This delight among pieces of meat We enjoyed in the palate More than a ritual of fetal butcher´s An pleasure for the vaginal pus...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
