Song | Parasitic Flesh Resection |
Artist | Aborted |
Album | Goremageddon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sven, Thijs | |
A quick grasp of insanity, cranial tissue in decay | |
A force fed tool of apathy i am | |
Parasitic life form, infesting my whole being | |
Necrotic fungus resecting organs to create... | |
From the realm of the dead | |
I'm fed Cracking open the coffin lid | |
Driven by a hunger, unable to grasp | |
A chemical reaction that campels me to grab | |
The axe, anxiously removed from its shelve | |
With an unpredescent joy | |
I brutally hack | |
Psychonecrotic hallucinations, as my skull begins to reek | |
With goreastic elegance | |
I purge the weak | |
Parasitic life form | |
Rehashing the dead for its cause | |
The chopping of heads | |
A daily act of self-enjoyment | |
Cranial metamorphosis, | |
A forensic decrepit anomaly | |
Intestines turn into pulp | |
Axe wielding among the stiffs | |
Parasitic resection... |
zuo qu : Sven, Thijs | |
A quick grasp of insanity, cranial tissue in decay | |
A force fed tool of apathy i am | |
Parasitic life form, infesting my whole being | |
Necrotic fungus resecting organs to create... | |
From the realm of the dead | |
I' m fed Cracking open the coffin lid | |
Driven by a hunger, unable to grasp | |
A chemical reaction that campels me to grab | |
The axe, anxiously removed from its shelve | |
With an unpredescent joy | |
I brutally hack | |
Psychonecrotic hallucinations, as my skull begins to reek | |
With goreastic elegance | |
I purge the weak | |
Parasitic life form | |
Rehashing the dead for its cause | |
The chopping of heads | |
A daily act of selfenjoyment | |
Cranial metamorphosis, | |
A forensic decrepit anomaly | |
Intestines turn into pulp | |
Axe wielding among the stiffs | |
Parasitic resection... |
zuò qǔ : Sven, Thijs | |
A quick grasp of insanity, cranial tissue in decay | |
A force fed tool of apathy i am | |
Parasitic life form, infesting my whole being | |
Necrotic fungus resecting organs to create... | |
From the realm of the dead | |
I' m fed Cracking open the coffin lid | |
Driven by a hunger, unable to grasp | |
A chemical reaction that campels me to grab | |
The axe, anxiously removed from its shelve | |
With an unpredescent joy | |
I brutally hack | |
Psychonecrotic hallucinations, as my skull begins to reek | |
With goreastic elegance | |
I purge the weak | |
Parasitic life form | |
Rehashing the dead for its cause | |
The chopping of heads | |
A daily act of selfenjoyment | |
Cranial metamorphosis, | |
A forensic decrepit anomaly | |
Intestines turn into pulp | |
Axe wielding among the stiffs | |
Parasitic resection... |