Luyện nghe bài hát Untill Death...

music - McGrath
- Ross Sewage

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

Occupied at the morgue, husks
Man-handling a corpse, I uncovered my
I can only be gratified by working
For me to climax, your life expire

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

Release your offal in a sanguineous

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

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

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

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 with a
There lies such sexual
In mortis

Chopped to the bone, your is rent
Tissues morbid, fluids are spent
Human infarction, bloody
Exfoliating dermis, dissection

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

The beauty of a heart
Until do we part

From this mortal coil