Текст песни Bloodshed - Haunted By My Perversions
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2. Molesting The Innocence[Music and text by Mærtifico]Twisted views `bout newborn lifeA pure taste for perversionsNine months to await to develop our dementiaChildBirth among the bones of our previous spawnsSadistic conception destined to be devouredPainful extraction in plasma and bloodHung by the feet, moribund meatI beat his face with all my strengthSadopleasure of molestationStrangled with the umbilical cordHe swallows my vomit, and slowly he chokesI drink the pus from the wounds and dissect all the mouthAblation of the organs, Incisions in the stomachSliced and cooked for the supper, the best meal for a fatherEat the flesh of my son, one thing that can prove my love