Текст песни IMPALED - FжCes Of Death
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Текст песни IMPALED - FжCes Of Death
(Music - Sean McGrath and Leon del Muerte)(Lyrics - Sean McGrath)Desiccated flesh I peruse, Your vacuous form is devoid of all life, Poetry in motions, As yet another stiff goes under the knife, Soaked in the fluids of the dead, Mucous, blood, and pus. ( )Your abdomen a quagmire of maturating chyme, With preservatives and soaps your innards I flush, Melting organs degenerate into foam, This unctuous melange is disgorged into tureens, Down the drain, your insides wash away, A cold empty shell, the slate is wiped clean Incruental- exsanguinated husk Intubated-a trocar is thrust Incarnadine-with offal you'll erupt Your carcass I'll corrupt Despumated-your ribcage is swabbed Detumescence-in solidifying globs Devenustated-you've lost all your charm In my incapable hands you will surely come to harm Your evacuated torso is stuffed, With soiled toilet tissue, balled into clumps Diarrhea is imbued with a smile, With my conspurcate concoction, your body I defile Inundated arteries now burst, In festering excreta, immersed, Your body is awash in disease, When I'm alone in the morgue, I do as I please Plugs of cotton soak up minor spills (you're quite a mess) The rich, foamy lather of putrefying bungs, Your fetor is inhaled with a thrill (I can't protest) The flatulent bouquet matures in my lungs Exspiscating-my work didn't take Exundated-the sutures proceed to break Exspuition-the contents are purged Flesh and faeces are merged