Seth - Guardiano Infinito Dei Sogni Del Demone Necrolust
CANNIBAL CORPSE " HAMMER SMASHED FACE "
There's Something Inside Me
It's, It's Coming Out
I Feel Like Killing You
Let Loose The Anger,
Held Back Too Long
My Blood Runs Cold
It's, It's Coming Out
I Feel Like Killing You
Let Loose The Anger,
Held Back Too Long
My Blood Runs Cold
Through My Anatomy,
Dwells Another Being
Rooted In My Cortex,
A Servant To Its Bidding
Dwells Another Being
Rooted In My Cortex,
A Servant To Its Bidding
Brutality Now Becomes My Appetite
Violence Is Now A Way Of Life
The Sledge My Tool To Torture
As It Pounds Down On Your Forehead
Violence Is Now A Way Of Life
The Sledge My Tool To Torture
As It Pounds Down On Your Forehead
Eyes Bulging From Their Sockets
With Every Swing Of My Mallet
I Smash Your Fucking Head In,
Until Brains Seep In
Through The Cracks,
Blood Does Leak
Distorted Beauty, Catastrophe
Steaming Slop,
Splattered All Over Me
With Every Swing Of My Mallet
I Smash Your Fucking Head In,
Until Brains Seep In
Through The Cracks,
Blood Does Leak
Distorted Beauty, Catastrophe
Steaming Slop,
Splattered All Over Me
Lifeless Body,
Slouching Dead
Lecherous Abcess,
Where You Once Had A Head
Avoiding The Prophecy Of My New Found Lust
You Will Never Live Again,
Soon Your Life Will End
I'll See You Die At My Feet,
Eternally I Smash Your Face
Facial Bones Collapse
As I Crack Your Skull In Half
Slouching Dead
Lecherous Abcess,
Where You Once Had A Head
Avoiding The Prophecy Of My New Found Lust
You Will Never Live Again,
Soon Your Life Will End
I'll See You Die At My Feet,
Eternally I Smash Your Face
Facial Bones Collapse
As I Crack Your Skull In Half
Crushing, Cranial, Contents
Draining The Snot, I Rip Out The Eyes
Squeezing Them In My Hands Nerves Are Incised
Peeling The Flesh Off The Bottom Of My Weapon
Involuntarily Pulpifying Facial Regions
Squeezing Them In My Hands Nerves Are Incised
Peeling The Flesh Off The Bottom Of My Weapon
Involuntarily Pulpifying Facial Regions
Suffer, And Then You Die
Torture, Pulverized
Torture, Pulverized
At One With My Sixth Sense,
I Feel Free
To Kill As I Please,
No One Can Stop Me
I Feel Free
To Kill As I Please,
No One Can Stop Me
Created To Kill,
The Carnage Continues
Violently Reshaping
Human Facial Tissue
The Carnage Continues
Violently Reshaping
Human Facial Tissue
Brutality Now Becomes My Appetite
Violence Is Now A Way Of Life
The Sledge My Tool To Torture
As It Pounds Down On Your Forehead
Violence Is Now A Way Of Life
The Sledge My Tool To Torture
As It Pounds Down On Your Forehead
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