Luyện nghe bài hát Untill Death...

music - McGrath
- Ross Sewage

The ichor streaming through my veins
A curse from which I to be released
For obsession is one I cannot satisfy
The frigid of the recently deceased

at the morgue, exsanguinating husks
Man-handling a corpse, I my desire
I can be gratified 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 mortal sin
You flay your skin to bear what's within
An irrevocable decision, my
I long to through your insides
A borderline fetish that in life can't be
My ecstatic is for what you will have died

Release offal in a sanguineous tide

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

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

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

The beauty of a heart
death do we part

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

No as strong as this
(my) fate is sealed with a kiss
There lies sexual bliss
In articulo

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 into the abominable display
My on my sleeve, sheets, and negligee
I cherish this auto-da-fe
Having reached the end of my life's
delve into your organs and explore your depth
Orgasm as I exhale my last
We have cum to consumate this

The beauty of a heart
death do we part

From this mortal depart