Paroles de Putrid Decay
Blood drenched scars still tear open every day,drowing my demons, no delay.
Rest of the day swallowed in vain,
your skin I must mutilate moving up to your brain
Hands aren't free,
tied to a tree,
blade is sharpened for this blood-shed be-heading
Entered tight,
twisted right,
corpse so fragile yet still spewing blood.
skinned and shed,
leaking nothing but red.
Hands aren't free,
tied to a tree,
blade is sharpened for this blood-shed be-heading
Entered tight,
twisted right,
corpse so fragile yet still spewing blood.
skinned and shed,
leaking nothing but red.
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