Testi:
Broken Hope Swamped In Gore

and guts run in pain so infernal Hopelessly swamped in gore Pathetically swamped in gore Horribly swamped in gore Gloriously swamped in gore, gore, gore, gore

Most think when death comes, That spirits are judged, These cheap beliefs can bum in hell, Hopeless truth dying time comith, Spirits become my prey,

beast, Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw, Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood, gore,

or hell, Death has given a cursed touch, A cold casket you externally clutch [chorus] Claustrophobic Agnostic [4X] DEAD ! Externally, trying to break but there's no hope

human meat I'll feast, Dining upon my own related species, Digesting the race of man into my feces. [repeat chorus] [MUSIC: BROKEN HOPE] [LYRICS: J.

Most think when death comes, That spirits are judged, These cheap beliefs can bum in hell, Hopeless truth dying time comith, Spirits become my prey, Satisfying

Graverobbing cemeteries, body parts I steal Using the meat and flesh, to consist of my meal, Often necrophilia invades my deranged twisted head, Spending

Fire surrounds, searing flames lick, skin and hair bum, human flesh burning sweet, now sauteed meat, cooked alive Die by fire, painful death, Flames

Amputated appendages, limbless now, Nothing but a useless torso, and a sack of shit - filled organs... Dismembered Carcass Infectious gangrene has spread