Paroles de The Lament Configuration

See- the waste... His rancid stinking spunk, sparkling in the moonlight... Torn apart by hooks, celebral lobes are emerging from the cavities. Convulsive regurgitations of decomposed entrails. The reek of putrefaction corporal perdition fall upon thee. Bludgeeoned th death, suppurating liquids, I savour your skin... Extemporaneous exploration of the mass beneath the skull. Countenance completely minced, The cranial skin is excoriated. Bulging eyes I pierce, scraping the cornea Intersection of the carotid. Extirpation of the dying pile of puke Excressence of humanity, an organic cesspool Androgynous propagation, Of my pathological murderousness...