Mother, lifeless, skinless her opened crotch ripped
Ripped wide, inside, it hides jagged metal punctured eyes
Hands tear, digs in, rips skin bestial adorned, raised high
Fists smash, in deep, womb removed will bare no more

In death they see
Reality
Anguish set free
Catastrophe

Father, cockless, fleshless skin peeled and flesh torn
Torn from, crushed bones, bled veins drunk from blood in your
Your name, my name, our name no more to bare my shame
I'll make myself like you skin made wardrobe

In death they'll see
They'll look like me
Anguish set free
Catastrophe

Feed me, I will show what's going to be
Fleshly, supper made now just for me
Beauty, will come from the skins I bleed
Family, you will make for a nice wardrobe

See me frolicly dance around
And you, dead skinless on the ground
So I'm as great as you were now
And now on your knees to me bow
Splendid, Feast of your flesh divine
Sit down, In my grace we now dine

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