alone Your perverted mind is taking control Rip the clothes off the corpse And make sure your dick is hard Look at her body tangled in gore Touch her
Prisoners scream as their blood starts to flow body parts fall to the floor Choosing the pieces that he wants to keep, he is the Wizard of Gore Ends
Stick it in, pull it out, twist it. Spread your information, Tipper Gore. Mount the situation, Tipper Gore. Penetrate these problems long and hard. Yeah
Tipper,...) Tipper Gore! Stick it in,..(Stick it in., Pull it out) Tipper Gore (Stick it in, Pull it out) Oh, Mother Gore (Stick it in,...) Mother Gore
Finally, dying day come and gone, Inside your grave you lay at the break of dawn, Now you find, your soul hasn't left this hallowed ground, Spirit screams
Most think when death comes, That spirits are judged, These cheap beliefs can bum in hell, Hopeless truth dying time comith, Spirits become my prey, Satisfying
, Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw, Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood, gore, viscera
Graverobbing cemeteries, body parts I steal Using the meat and flesh, to consist of my meal, Often necrophilia invades my deranged twisted head, Spending
Gore hog brings death! Tusks... Soaked with warm blood... Immense pig of doom... Snout basted with gore. Tusks disembowel... Entrails pulled out Blood
Fire surrounds, searing flames lick, skin and hair bum, human flesh burning sweet, now sauteed meat, cooked alive Die by fire, painful death, Flames
and guts run in pain so infernal Hopelessly swamped in gore Pathetically swamped in gore Horribly swamped in gore Gloriously swamped in gore, gore, gore, gore
Amputated appendages, limbless now, Nothing but a useless torso, and a sack of shit - filled organs... Dismembered Carcass Infectious gangrene has spread
eaten by incursive decay You're infernally rotten to the gore... Juices digested from each pus-swollen pore Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
All you need is gore lust for violence. All you need is gore my blood is red like the blood running from you. All you need is gore nothing in my brain
Gore, bloody obsessions. Gore, primal instinct. Killing, no longer for survival. A horror corrupted by welfare society! Gore, cruel vision. Gore,
Tear your empty soul apart, in the name of the holy gore. Flesh is gone, soul is gone, existence gives belief for the dead, uncertain step without a
excretes enzymes Veins and arteries are vomiting with blood Giving way for pulsating gore Stomach, rectum, kidneys and liver All your organs are damned Pulsating gore