see heaven or hell, Death has given a cursed touch, A cold casket you externally clutch Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead! Externally, trying to break but there's no hope
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
, singing inestines gristled stiff, Fat burns like crisco napalm, burning globs, Smoldering cadaver, the end result a putrid pyre, [repeat chorus] [MUSIC: BROKEN HOPE
newly fresh Algae from water deteriorates the flesh Body parts litter this dark lagoon, Grisly remains other ones shall surface soon [MUSIC: BROKEN HOPE
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,
Amputated appendages, limbless now, Nothing but a useless torso, and a sack of shit - filled organs......
beast, 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,
brains, Smothering snout in your denise, It defecates on your remains, Uuuhhh !! gore hog brings death... Hamhocks from hell...!! [MUSIC: BROKEN HOPE
or hell, Death has given a cursed touch, A cold casket you externally clutch [chorus] Claustrophobic Agnostic [4X] DEAD ! Externally, trying to break but there's no hope
] The deceased - Sense of smell Detects rot - and awakens this lifeless shell Now I claw - from hallowed ground To this reeking stench - I'm no longer bound [MUSIC: BROKEN HOPE
