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Laughter From the Morgue
I Ride In A Hearse, Back To The Morgue A Look Of Presage In My Eyes Shrouds And Pall Hides The Hideous Form I Love To Mangle This Fresh Corpse
I Crave For Scrumptions Succulent Tumescent Viscera The Carnage So Callous Scalpels Lancets And Saws
Bleeding Punctured Tract In Knee-Chest Postion I Dissect
Baleful Intentions Makes Me Chortle With Rapture My Fascinations Are Innate Posthumous Stench Of Molodorous Reek This Rotting Cadaver I Dilate
Turgid Innards And Indeliable Pus Abrupt Haemorrhage Brings Me Joy Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sickly Secretions Spills To The Floor Come Tomorrow Your Family Will Mourn
Deftly As I Defile This Process I Adore Plasma Wets My Palate Extreme Cacosmia I Endure
Eviscerate Hepatic Flexury No Incision Tools I Need Lacerated Sigmoid Colon Pyloric Sphinter Are Ripped
The Defuct I Shall Dispose Stiff Begins To Decompose Exremities Are Then Hacked And Stuffed In Little Bags
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