Thy Art Is Murder
Like A Face To A Blender
Rip out your heart, rip out your soul
And carry you to where, rivers flow fucking blood
I cannot take your scent, and from beneath my skin
Your vicious mind makes me bleed
Ill hold you down, just by your time
I’ll beat you dead; ill lose control
Your bitter mind makes me bleed
Enter a fragment of my imagination
Enter a fragment of my mind
You ugly bitches will face their deaths
Where as my heart can't change its path...
Without your spine
Hung by your wrists
Your tortured soul
Is forced to take one glimpse
Your mouth is stained with the most painful smile
Your flesh is crushed
You will be crawling away
From death you’ll never be saved
Your time has been undone
Same me it, and rot in your grave
You will become like us
I will fuck your shell of life away
(Pig Squeals)
Bludgeoned in my eyes
Is my only wish
Death!
Enter a fragment of my imagination
(Pig Squeals)
You ugly bitches will face their deaths
Where as my heart can't change its path
Without your spine
Hung by your wrists
Your tortured soul
Is forced to take one glimpse
Your mouth is stained with the most painful smile
Your flesh is crushed
You will have rot away, before angels can save your soul
You will become like us, those that kill for the thrill
You will become just like me
You!!!
(Pig Squeals)
Oh!
(Pig Squeals)