Impaled lyrics
Impaled lyrics
"Trocar lyrics"
We On That Shit lyrics
(feat. P. Killer Tracks) [Eve] Aiiyight now get your guns Ain't no stopping me Need the whole cash bundled up for me and my bitches shopping spree The robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right in me Asking all those questions gonna was to s
(feat. P. Killer Tracks) [Eve] Aiiyight now get your guns Ain't no stopping me Need the whole cash bundled up for me and my bitches shopping spree The robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right in me Asking all those questions gonna was to s
Impacted tissue is riddled with clots
Morbidly studying your gross anatomy
Perinium is sullied with moldering pus
A mass of gelatinized forensick liquidity
Locating my trocar, the tool of my trade
Emaciated fingers nimbly find what I need
Desiring the gavage, I hastily optate
Into your chest intercalated as your innards I bleed...
Muscle tissue rips, my needle drips
Proceeding with my work, I'm an insensitive jerk...
Acid from your stomach is disgorged with a splat
Liquid offal gargles in your throat
Embalming
The Rising lyrics
Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound
tubes occluded with clumps of rotting fat Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound
Decaying larval brine is force fed until you choke...
Impaled on a spike, internal organs are sucked
Mellifluent gore by the buckets is drained
Pernicious bilge is pumped from your gut
Acidic bacteria now mangle your brain...
Lactating pus
Eructating guts
Decorticated stiff
I take another sniff...
Macerated veins are with a trocar dislodged
Playing host to my probe, your pelvis now sprays
Abdominal saliva is splattered from your anus
Lathering my needle; your igno
Shooting Star lyrics
ARTIST: Bad Company SONG: Shooting Star ALBUM: Straight Shooter (released 4/75) Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song Love Me Do, I think it was and from there it didn't take him long Got himself a guitar, used to play every nigh
minious remains ARTIST: Bad Company SONG: Shooting Star ALBUM: Straight Shooter (released 4/75) Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song Love Me Do, I think it was and from there it didn't take him long Got himself a guitar, used to play every nigh
Easing the point into delicate flesh
Declension with steel is sublimely enmeshed
Irrigated fluids cake the porcelain slab
Methodically invaginated with bromidic scabs...
Pus, from your veins, is tapped
A bloody awful mess, your corpse is bloodless
Lancinated gore is sapped
Exenterated sot, your withered cadaver will rot...
Decaying on the slab
I take another stab...
(solo: ?The Mortician?s Sword? by Ld Muerte)
(solo: ?Lachrimose Germentation? by SC McGrath)
Muscles are imbued wit
Are You Happy lyrics
Are you happy? Are you happy now? Poised for Branding. Too weak to know your faults Tell me when your wishes fall apart do you turn to nothing Tell me why i wait to play the part. C'mon I did my best to fall apart and take you all with me. To say th
h a gelatinous mix Are you happy? Are you happy now? Poised for Branding. Too weak to know your faults Tell me when your wishes fall apart do you turn to nothing Tell me why i wait to play the part. C'mon I did my best to fall apart and take you all with me. To say th
Prepatent secretions from your bowel make me sick
A redolent mephitis maturates in the guts
Laughing at your humor as it seeps from the cuts
Ensmultified with larvae, your carcass is replete
Drawn and quarted in a morgue as innards I delete
Ichor is liquesced and from veins gladly pumped
My nocturnal vocation has my colleagues quite stumped...
Packed in a coffin full of salt
An acrid scent seeps from the box
Lye is applied as the earth is fed
Ensconced in a tomb, for you are quite?
Dead...