Paroles de Hypogastric Combustion By C-4 Plastique
We have our ways to make you dieYour request for a pleasant death has been denied
1,000 degrees
Disintegration above the knees
C-4 plastique, strapped to your chest
Detonation is imminent
A loud, unsightly death
Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
Flesh is flammable
Within the blackened soil of a human heart, awaits the bastard to be blown apart
Unstable explosives lodged between your teeth
A pharyngeal depth charge - dissolve what lies beneath
Level zero trauma - deceased on impact
Volatile incendiary turns crimson insides black
Obliterate all plexus
Packed hypogastria with plastique and dynamite
Appendages take flight
Detonate. Volatile. Discharge. A bursting collage of human anatomy
The structure dissolves in goreified calamity
Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
All flesh is flammable
Hypogastric combustion
Airborne pieces spread
Umbilical prolapse
Fragments - a crimson shade of red
Detonation is imminent
A loud, unsightly death
Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
Flesh is flammable
Within the blackened soil of a human heart, awaits the bastard to be blown apart
Unstable explosives lodged between your teeth
A pharyngeal depth charge - dissolve what lies beneath
Level zero trauma - deceased on impact
Volatile incendiary turns crimson insides black
Obliterate all plexus
Packed hypogastria with plastique and dynamite
Appendages take flight
Detonate. Volatile. Discharge. A bursting collage of human anatomy
The structure dissolves in goreified calamity
Jammed in your rectum
Duct-taped to your genitals
Detonation is imminent
All flesh is flammable
Hypogastric combustion
Airborne pieces spread
Umbilical prolapse
Fragments - a crimson shade of red
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