Текст песни Impaled - Flesh And Blood
Impaled - Flesh And Blood слова песни
[Music: LdM, SM; Lyrics: SM]
(Solo: "De-incarnated Mass of Fungal Strains " by S. C. McGrath)
Pulling the morbid stiffs,
From the damp, sepulchral tomb,
Harvesting the rotten,
My vocation, to exhume,
Methanous tissues removed,
With procedures so emetic,
A sordid conflagration,
Your corpse is quite pathetic.
Dissecting body parts, disinhumed,
As my head starts to reel from the fumes,
Consuming the cadaverous chyme,
Sopped up from the crypt,
I morbidly dissect,
As jellified muscles are ripped.
Oozing thoracic pulp,
Is thoroughly molested,
Engorged with cankerous phlegm,
I`ve left you quite congested.
Grinding the dead into slaw,
As formaldehyde drips from my maw,
Committing your remains to the mud,
Eternally, you`ll rot,
You`re only flesh and blood.
Your remnants are boxed,
(Solo: "One Foot in the Grave" by S. C. McGrath)
Bones have been picked,
(Solo: "Distressed Fallopian Discharge Bottled & Sold" by L. d. Muerte)
Your carnage interred,
(Solo: "Uglinous Erosion of Necrocellular Proteins" by S. C. McGrath)
Abotched, necrotic wreck
(Solo: "Blood Bank Robbery and Singular Enjoyment of Booty" by
L. d. Muerte)