letra de the gorebox - putrid pile
deep in the bowels of my bas-m-nt
there sits a box of goodies that excites me
filled up with putrid gore
body parts of the young and old alike
festering right here before me
i murder with my conscious clear
soaking in the pluck of humans
up to my neck
livers, kidneys, lungs, and intestines
just to name a few
naked and standing at full mast
aroused
slamming my c-ck viciously spewing s-m-n ecstasy
praise my gore box
when all my victims have succ-mbed to my rage
they’re prepared for amateur dissection
their ribcage meets my bone saw
bones crack as i expose their innards, so inviting
no need for gloves
fondle their bl–dy organs
can’t ignore the madness that saturates me
when i bathe in innards, the lion’s subdued
the stench of the virtuous ascends to my nostrils
triggering reminiscent thoughts of when i made them pule
why do these morbid deeds you ask?
could i have been abandoned as a child?
or maybe beaten to a bl–dy pulp?
it could be a million scenarios
maybe i just like the power of death
to see my victims paralyzed with fear
control of their fate
i just love to watch them die
letras aleatórias
- letra de i will let you down - spose
- letra de gaji masuk - a-kid
- letra de how to love you - big dawg lu
- letra de rise again - archelaos
- letra de 모태히피 (born hippy) - hwaji
- letra de ghost - history (korean)
- letra de wundstreuer - früchte des zorns
- letra de колыбельная - jah khalib
- letra de build my life - pat barrett
- letra de creamy bun - jimmy grande