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Shadows Are AstrayMortification of the innocentThe odious anger remains This is the final funeral Buried by the dust The dust from an ancient soul At a inverted crucifix your blessed body shall rot Your inner organs will be replaced by me I use your body for my sickening science My obscene autopsy of you as I cut you limb by limb Your body I sliced upon altar of my human flesh pot art I will slowly perverted get to work on a cadaver that is as cold as ice Your inner organs will be replaced by me I use your body for my sickening science My obscene autopsy of you as I cut you limb by limb Draining your substance Tearing your soul apart Your body soon will perish into the void of outrageous art I want you to enter my kingdom of putrefaction and sickening deeds as I call upon you my stillborn child To slaughter is getting me high Dismembered mind It's a sickening crime Death is astray of my sick sadistic ways Isn't life absurd |