Devourment

There's a room in my house, a tomb of women who need to rot in hell The stench will fill your throat with puss and drain from out your nose Open the door discover dead whores who begged for more now covered in gore Countless remains and piles of scab

Devour the disease filled scurge that lurk beneath society lepers that spread filth will bleed all over me the meat of the healthy no longer does it for me Crusty brown tainted meat seems to appeal to me My blade will easily slide through the soft fl

Gone, is, all reason Pitch darkness drowns each season Minds, fall, in despair Stench of death filling the air The pain surges swelling to release Thoughts of mayhem flow so freely Regard for life falls the way of apathy Tearing souls apart, cursing

Over her body I stand with the demons Telling me to blanket her with semen Gurgling blood from her ravaged insides The blade made short work of this cunt in no time She twitches with an ounce of life still I stomp her skull to further the kill Her br

Devour the disease filled scurge that lurk beneath society lepers that spread filth will bleed all over me the meat of the healthy no longer does it for me Crusty brown tainted meat seems to appeal to me My blade will easily slide through the soft fl

Creeping through the dark streets enter the morgue with a hunger for meat fuck the newly deceased I need the ones that been dead for ten weeks Tearing and gashing a limbless torso Voraciously stuffing my face with grey flesh The next victim of aids t

Calling for me the urge to force a large knife through your skin and insert it again and again just to see your blood smeared on your face and then splattered on me haunted, haunted I begin to see Why I need to kill my lust for your pain is my reason

Creeping through the dark streets Enter the morgue with a hunger for meat Fuck the newly deceased I need the ones That have been dead for ten weeks Tearing and gashing a limbless torso Voraciously stuffing my face with gray flesh The next victim of a

Rising, from the depths of filth the worms will grub this fucking world Scavenging for flesh Filthy rotten Creatures stalk consume the dead Rabid beasts will tear the skin of all the scumbags that dwell among us Spewing spit from savage jaws that tea

Slaughtering with extreme disgust Unrecognizable all victims will be Mutilation no enough, I'm splattering brains You've seen nothing yet, I will butcher the weak If you step in my path you'll get a ballpeen hammer upside your head I'll smash in all

here i come,they call me,A beast like none before i suck the abcess of dead infants,i want some more i'm the babykiller,i kill pregnant sluts and whores splaying,inside the womb,red and wet i tear chunks from her pussy,red and wet mangled unborn baby

(Lyrics By: Ruben Rosas, Kevin Clark) My mind is as rotten as the bodies of the fuckin' whores I've killed. I raid a fresh grave to satisfy my thrills. What the fuck is this? A filthy fuckin' ugly bitch, I must rip the head clean off this scabby dead