
Parasitic Autopsy Thy Art Is Murder
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[Intro]
The leaches on your face!
Fucking pathetic waste
Destroying every ounce of flesh
The earth will rot your bones
In hell your soul will decompose!
I torch the soil where you lay!
And I walk the earth
Defining death to potential prey
I've injected myself with your blood
My insides eating out!
[Verse 1]
Bury my conscience deep within
My life feels half complete
By fucking bitches to their death!
By feeding maggots to my gut
[Verse 2]
I am the torturous one
Bitches bow to me
Wash my feet with the dirtiest blood!
Wash my feet with the moldiest blood from the dirtiest one
I curse the world with evil!
Devour pretty whores
Rape and bury them six feet under!
You want fucking lust?!
The leaches on your face!
Fucking pathetic waste
Destroying every ounce of flesh
The earth will rot your bones
In hell your soul will decompose!
I torch the soil where you lay!
And I walk the earth
Defining death to potential prey
I've injected myself with your blood
My insides eating out!
[Verse 1]
Bury my conscience deep within
My life feels half complete
By fucking bitches to their death!
By feeding maggots to my gut
[Verse 2]
I am the torturous one
Bitches bow to me
Wash my feet with the dirtiest blood!
Wash my feet with the moldiest blood from the dirtiest one
I curse the world with evil!
Devour pretty whores
Rape and bury them six feet under!
You want fucking lust?!
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