Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Rotted Flesh

Under the flesh, rot my lust for decayed
bodies exhumed, their coldness induces me
Endless defilement relapses, perverse with the dead
I will kill for myself

Impending suffering,
Shooting me nauseation
A cannibalistic necrophile the body, putrefied
Mouldering, on the rotted flesh

Cutting off the head
Drinking from its necks
As I rip the in half
shit for nourishment

Coprophagia, feces of the dying
As their bowels let loose defecation down
My excremental injestment

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

Blood on coagulated tortured of the retched
No one of their dead appalling
Odor wreaking, piles of rotted

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

I immerse my sharpened
Into a fresh bleeding
Her used for my sick desires
The blood thirst I can't

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

cut off to watch your own dismemberment
Cutting through arteries exposed
Feel the of pain