Molesting the Decapitated

(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

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