Song | Land Of The Severed Meatus |
Artist | Cattle Decapitation |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
Enter the count | |
In all his grimoire testimony | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses litter the ground | |
Every step-hundreds of genitals | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
Fanfare of depraved in despair | |
Blinding stench of carnage | |
Dismembered, discarded | |
Kill? Hate? | |
Decreate. | |
In the perineum and out the mouth | |
Quartered by wooden spikes | |
Absence of genitalia | |
Hidden by disgorged abdomen | |
Entrails spill upon the land and then swept aside to my delight | |
Enter the tyrant | |
With all his carnal necrophelia | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses under your feet | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
A cornucopia of throbbing gutshed | |
The sand is blood red | |
And stained with disease | |
Every appendage is pinned and held high | |
A testament to humanity | |
Cannot you just die? | |
Everything you know. | |
Everything you love. | |
Must be destroyed. | |
You die annihilated | |
Islets and divided sectors | |
For every body part | |
Standing in fields of disease | |
Praying on bended knees | |
That you might survive | |
As you've lost your arms | |
As they've tossed your legs | |
The hounds now eat the carnage | |
A fleshy turf now thrives | |
You've died of your wounds | |
Earthen visceral womb | |
Geography-a tomb | |
Enter the christian | |
So blind in your demise | |
Impossible to run | |
With spikes through your thighs | |
Meatuses litter the street | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy |
zuo qu : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
Enter the count | |
In all his grimoire testimony | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses litter the ground | |
Every stephundreds of genitals | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
Fanfare of depraved in despair | |
Blinding stench of carnage | |
Dismembered, discarded | |
Kill? Hate? | |
Decreate. | |
In the perineum and out the mouth | |
Quartered by wooden spikes | |
Absence of genitalia | |
Hidden by disgorged abdomen | |
Entrails spill upon the land and then swept aside to my delight | |
Enter the tyrant | |
With all his carnal necrophelia | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses under your feet | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
A cornucopia of throbbing gutshed | |
The sand is blood red | |
And stained with disease | |
Every appendage is pinned and held high | |
A testament to humanity | |
Cannot you just die? | |
Everything you know. | |
Everything you love. | |
Must be destroyed. | |
You die annihilated | |
Islets and divided sectors | |
For every body part | |
Standing in fields of disease | |
Praying on bended knees | |
That you might survive | |
As you' ve lost your arms | |
As they' ve tossed your legs | |
The hounds now eat the carnage | |
A fleshy turf now thrives | |
You' ve died of your wounds | |
Earthen visceral womb | |
Geographya tomb | |
Enter the christian | |
So blind in your demise | |
Impossible to run | |
With spikes through your thighs | |
Meatuses litter the street | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy |
zuò qǔ : Astor, Oftedal, Ryan | |
Enter the count | |
In all his grimoire testimony | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses litter the ground | |
Every stephundreds of genitals | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
Fanfare of depraved in despair | |
Blinding stench of carnage | |
Dismembered, discarded | |
Kill? Hate? | |
Decreate. | |
In the perineum and out the mouth | |
Quartered by wooden spikes | |
Absence of genitalia | |
Hidden by disgorged abdomen | |
Entrails spill upon the land and then swept aside to my delight | |
Enter the tyrant | |
With all his carnal necrophelia | |
Generations of genocide | |
Severed sex glands to his delight | |
Meatuses under your feet | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy | |
A cornucopia of throbbing gutshed | |
The sand is blood red | |
And stained with disease | |
Every appendage is pinned and held high | |
A testament to humanity | |
Cannot you just die? | |
Everything you know. | |
Everything you love. | |
Must be destroyed. | |
You die annihilated | |
Islets and divided sectors | |
For every body part | |
Standing in fields of disease | |
Praying on bended knees | |
That you might survive | |
As you' ve lost your arms | |
As they' ve tossed your legs | |
The hounds now eat the carnage | |
A fleshy turf now thrives | |
You' ve died of your wounds | |
Earthen visceral womb | |
Geographya tomb | |
Enter the christian | |
So blind in your demise | |
Impossible to run | |
With spikes through your thighs | |
Meatuses litter the street | |
Placed here for the kingdom of sodomy |