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Depressed In Crimson Climax

Necrophiliac

Under brainbirth sickness
Pressure your conscious break
Visions of real madly flow
Into possessive fade out

Carved tongues
Torn muscles
Bloodbath drown you dead
Because of your growing pain

Naking the one
Naking your mind
Make her feel harsh
After to hash

Several minutes of intensive pleasure
Leading your enslavement the way you decide
Exploring delight in your victim's flesh
Or enjoying with skin in your own one

The emotion of pumping hearts
Stopping its rhythm in your hands
A bleedeep hole in darkness
A short delay for brain to mute

Gutting the bitch
Fleeling you loose the global sense

Of mediocrity
Flying above this object's flesh

Inside the venter, gory climax is got
Fingers dissect, angry you torn
Hanged away your depressive thoughts

You have the key
Pleasure they lock
A pass to grow
From flesh, from yours
Reborn in gorce, from flesh, from yours

Subconscious terrorizes me, trapping in bowels my voice

The climax of depression, ejecting me down

Awakening free, spitting the gore
Your limbs are mixing, the flowing blood
Raise your body, from such awful feast

Emotions fade
As female pieces of flesh
Go down the drain
Joining with god

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