Текст песни EXHUMED - In My Human Slaughterhouse...
EXHUMED - In My Human Slaughterhouse... слова песни
Текст песни EXHUMED - In My Human Slaughterhouse...
By night I return to the storage shed, Anxious to catch a glimpse of the dead,Nervously, I unbolt the door, Making my way into this abatoir... Hot airrushes out the aperture, A putrid gust of flattus and methane, Inhaling therotting fumes as I choke, Hit by a wave of nausea I try to restrain... At lastI regard the bloated stiffs, Terribly dislimbed and deceased, My plumpenedprizes now swollen by putrefaction, A makeshift mortuary for the obese...Their corpulence exceeded solely, By the foulness of their smell, Their girth( )only expanded upon in death, The fleshy carcasses bloat and swell...Postmortem hypertrophy plagues the hefty cadavers, Their portly bodies nowthoroughly dead, The incessant buzzing of insects as necrovores slaver, Fillsthe tepid chamber whose walls I've stained red... I hacked through their