Lyrics Aborted – To Roast & Grind
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Serialistic — Thriving on my lust to kill
A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will
Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver
Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer
Enter into the realm of gore
Parisitic I feed on you worms
Where love is cancer and apathy is bliss
I — am an artist of coital bile
Forcing my ways into flesh with desire
Incinerations of those who stand amidst
More bodies for me to roast and grind…
Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot
Savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face
Aroused by the pile of chunks
I must satisfie my needs
The gasping wounds are grasping
Around my flesh impaling cock
Upon your cadaver I piss…
