Luyện nghe bài hát Untill Death...

music - McGrath
- Ross Sewage

The life-giving ichor streaming my veins
A curse which I deign to be released
For your obsession is one I cannot
The frigid touch of the deceased

Occupied at the morgue, exsanguinating
Man-handling a corpse, I my desire
I can only be by working stiffs
For me to climax, your life must

To be or not to be, is that the
I to see you with a death-white complexion
Expunge my innards and commit sin
You must flay your skin to what's within
An irrevocable decision, my
I to rummage through your insides
A borderline fetish that in can't be tried
My ecstatic release is for you will have died

Release your offal in a tide

fornent instruments of destruction
A slit in the crotch and a is cached in
The arterial spray and rivulets of
My expelled, the pangs like a virgin

Avulsed are meretriciously discarded
kidneys, you comport as your reaper
Incised and excised, you for me
Excavating your torso, you go deeper and

An incision to the abdomen to justify my
With exposed, I'll find you a cut above
I want to hold your hand when my fingers are
Express by showing what you're made of
After genitalia I see I am sterile
Convulse and regurgitate to sample own bile
Diced liver and stomach, so reviled
Are on the so lovingly compiled

The beauty of a heart
Until do we part

(solo: "Arrythmia and Blues" by S.C. McGrath)

No as strong as this
Your (my) fate is sealed a kiss
There lies such sexual
In mortis

to the bone, your flesh is rent
Tissues morbid, bodily fluids are
Human infarction, eruption
Exfoliating dermis, dissection

I a ray of light as my life ebbs away
I enter into the abominable
My heart on my sleeve, sheets, and
I cherish this auto-da-fe
Having the end of my life's breadth
I'll into your organs and explore your depth
as I exhale my last breath
We have cum to consumate this

The beauty of a heart
death do we part

From this mortal depart