A wretched pile of humans Rotting in a shed Rats feed on dead skin Bodily demise Stare into a pale face and trip on a limb A hunger that doesnt come to an end
Feeling the delight From the kill at first sight Ive got to feed tonight I can taste their fright She'll end like the others Body left unburied Processing free A relentless killing spree
Experimentation Is the purpose of existence Of the sick mind I cannot leave behind A stiff corpse Hangs from the ceiling Tissue, dead, revive Bring it back to life
Breathless bodies stacked Together into grotesque Monuments to mark Horrors I have left behindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
