Из альбома: Consumed By Slow Decay
Psycho-pathetic extraction of facial tissue
With Sick intention of consume
Look deep into my eyes
Feel the mad intent
Pain is worse than death
Sickness is my name
Suffering the old tools usement
Your face in boiling
Your life is linking
In my mouth
Fearing the Fate
Of being mutilated
People that you like
Will never stand your new aspect