Luyện nghe bài hát Untill Death...

music - McGrath
- Ross Sewage

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

Occupied at the morgue, exsanguinating
a corpse, I uncovered my desire
I can be gratified by working stiffs
For me to climax, your life expire

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

Release your in a sanguineous tide

Prostrate instruments of destruction
A in the crotch and a blade is cached in
The arterial spray and of gore
My gonads expelled, the pangs a virgin

Avulsed intestines are discarded
Harvesting kidneys, you comport as reaper
and excised, you bleed for me
Excavating your torso, you go deeper and

An incision to the to justify my love
With entrails exposed, find you a cut above
I to hold your hand when my fingers are degloved
yourself 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 sheets so lovingly

The beauty of a fibrillating
death do we part

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

No union as strong as
Your (my) fate is sealed with a
There lies such bliss
In mortis

Chopped to the bone, flesh is rent
Tissues morbid, bodily are spent
Human infarction, bloody
Exfoliating dermis, self-inflicted

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

The beauty of a fibrillating
Until do we part

From this mortal coil