Lord Gore lyrics
Lord Gore lyrics
"Last Supper lyrics"
The Last Goodbye lyrics
Someday someone somewhere somehowIs going to make you understandThese words will drill into your headYou undergo the process thenYou will do anything th
Someday someone somewhere somehowIs going to make you understandThese words will drill into your headYou undergo the process thenYou will do anything th
Rotting away, by myself in this cage.
I'm forgotten by time, I've lost track of how long it's been.
Guts churn with cramps, have not eaten for days.
Look upon my own flesh, with disgust as I salivate.
I've survived for days on my own shit, urine and blood.
Nothing left to consume.
There is no course of action left for
Danny Boy lyrics
Danny Boy was cool All his friends thought he was funny Until he quit school, And he ran out of money His pops kicked him out the door, He moved to London Town<
me I fear.Danny Boy was cool All his friends thought he was funny Until he quit school, And he ran out of money His pops kicked him out the door, He moved to London Town<
Let the Final Supper begin.
Sickening pain, teeth tearing thru skin,
the crunching of fat, muscle, sinew now shredded meat.
This makes me sick, rancid gorge fills my throat,
but I swallow it down, mustn't waste this last meal.
Now frenzy has begun, masticating my own tongue,
I'm choking, laughing at my o
Bulletproof lyrics
Did you ever pass through a looking glass? Did it seem unkind to the idle mind? Will it make a pass when you're free at last? Fall asleep now, pray and kee
n futility.Did you ever pass through a looking glass? Did it seem unkind to the idle mind? Will it make a pass when you're free at last? Fall asleep now, pray and kee
Tear my scalp and wolf it down, hair tickling in my throat
causing me to gag and disgorge it painfully.
What next to eat? I grope between my thighs
and I scream as I rip at my own turgid appendage.
Ah but it's sweet! The taste of bitter sperm;
my foul fetid reek, a bouquet for the banquet.
Fluids drainin
Scotland lyrics
I'd like to go to Scotland, I'd like to wear I kilt, I'd like to show off my two legs And do just what I wilt I'd like to go to Scotland And
, vitals waning, frenzied in this hell sustainingI'd like to go to Scotland, I'd like to wear I kilt, I'd like to show off my two legs And do just what I wilt I'd like to go to Scotland And
teeth red scything, maxillating, a feast of self mutilation.
Now for dessert, I'll extricate my eyes, pop them in my mouth
still attached to the nerves.
Bursting as I bite, my brain overloads.
The pain sends my body into shock and then I die.
Consumption... Be Done.