Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill
A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will
Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver
Necrotic fungus, man has found it's redeemer
Enter into the realm of gore
Parisitic I feed on you worms
Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss
I - am an artist of coital bile
Forcing my ways into flesh with desire
Incinerations of those who stand amidst
More bodies for me to roast and grind...
Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot
Savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face
Aroused by the pile of chunks
I must satisfie my needs
The gasping wounds are grasping
Around my flesh impaling c***
Upon your cadaver I piss...
[Music: Thijs, Aborted; Lyrics: Sven] Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver Necrotic fungus, man has found it's redeemer Enter into the realm of gore Parisitic I feed on you worms Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss I - am an artist of coital bile Forcing my ways into flesh with desire Incinerations of those who stand amidst More bodies for me to roast and grind... Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot Savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face Aroused by the pile of chunks I must satisfie my needs The gasping wounds are grasping Around my flesh impaling c*** Upon your cadaver I piss... Explain Request ×
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