Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Rotted Flesh

Under the flesh, rot my for decayed corpses
Dead bodies exhumed, coldness induces me
defilement reoccurring relapses, perverse with the dead
Soon I will kill for

suffering, spasms
Shooting me nauseation
A necrophile violating the body, putrefied
Mouldering, on the rotted flesh

off the body's head
Drinking its severed necks
As I rip the in half
shit for nourishment

Coprophagia, consuming feces of the
As their bowels let loose flows down
My excremental injestment

Reflections of things to come, in the dead
One's eyes my of murder
Incarnated open wounds

Blood on coagulated tortured of the retched
No one cares of their dead
Odor wreaking, piles of bodies

The prepared for slaughter
in your own blood
Grinding of your
And toes on your meat

I my sharpened implement
Into a fresh gash
Her used for my sick desires
The blood thirst I control

Many more must suffer of the dead
The corpse chopped to bits up the drivel
The gore enrages me all I kill a new
My work of art bodies torn apart, liver at my feet

Eyelids cut off to watch your own
Cutting through arteries nerves
Feel the of pain