C / Croup / Shadows in the Morgue
One night as others in the morgue ready to catch meat to prepare my food
behind a close door something seems to move I don't worry of those and I follow my work
One arm, a leg and a head! for make me one stuffed The bowels, brain and bones! and good broth it's done
Noise I hear in front and I approach to watch when I can see it the terror makes shrike
One man with an axe haunt me without end and of one sure stroke y vision fades away
Shadows in the morgue I am not alone Shadows in the morgue My life I have lost
Now I feel how he cuts me my arms and my legs desviscerate me with a knife behead me with a saw!
I thought I am the only one that wanna human wastes but now I found another even I can't see his face!
My food were the corpses dismembered with a saw now I'm between them it seems their revenge
Shadows in the morgue dismembered I am now! shadows in the morgue to someone I shall feed! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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