Lacerations

Let us begin the feast of this slavery

As i will grab sour cervix and throw it at the people,
everybody's wondering Where the hell that shit come from?
Your body spins on this table you have to suffer few
lacerations. View of this punishment makes me feel a lot better

View of these lacerations,
as your body's ripping. Your skull is cracking as you're screaming

We are the butchers and we serve food cold.
By the few cuts,
decapitating the flesh. This is the glory of the torment

You will suffer .You'll face true violence.
As you always worry. You'll see the real murder

As you always worry about losing your
life, be afraid of surface as it's the disease

Your jaw is dropping.
Covered by your blood I am satisfied.
As it's fucking dripping on my fucking eyes

You will never ever reach the daylight now.
With your flesh I will do this sacrifice.
With the screams of agony I better see your pray

It's bree time motherfucker

IT'S TIME FOR DESOLATION

LACERATIONS

IT'S TIME FOR DESOLATION

LACERATIONS