Re: Chris Barnes
DiesIrae rebuznó:
Imagino que CHRIS BARNES es tu cantante favorito q
Eso es correcto
mundele rebuznó:
¿por qué no las publicas?
ok
Morbid Thoughts
Morbid Thoughts are awaken
Can´t control them they are here
Start to feel body shaken
They are not going to leave
Sick obsession of death
The corpse´s dick is all over me
Rotten corpse i smell
Please cum in me
Put it right on
My precious anal tract
Looks like´s not coming in
Not working it´s a fact
Can´t live with this too long
I´ll get my clit all cut
Then i will eat my flesh
Can´t have vaginal sex
Death City
Frighting feelings absorbes me now
Can´t believe this rotten land
Try to close my eyes
Don´t want to close my eyes
Too late i´m already in
Kind of like this sordid vision
What am i saying? They real!
Putrefied bodies lay in the road
Nobody moves them they are like dogs
Try to close my eyes
Don´t wanna close my eyes
Pulverizing flesh
Penetrates the pavement
Rotten corpse i smell
Is getting into my brain
(What a pleasant feeling)
Medussa
Powerfull creature likes mischeavous games
Fucking their victims convert them in stone
Trapped in her charms victims fall
Unknowing their fate about to be take
(hate)
Vile feelings is all that she knows
Planning her acts with revenge in her blood
No foregivness comes out of her words
Just killing is in her thoughts
Trapped in her charms victims fall
Unknowing their fate about to be take
(hate)
Loathsome gallery is now where she lives
Cemented bodies embelish her crib
They Saw it Coming
I always thought i´ll do it
They let me no choice
No tricky love i wanna know
Just want to fuck that´s all
Can´t stand your chichat talking
My crotch is getting tired
So you are not reacting
You don´t deserve no life
First i´ll graze your foreskin
Carefull and tenderly
Scratching into your cock that´s fun
Don´t worry i´ll end early
Cutting cutting your dick
Can´t stop the bleeding
I don´t wanna get wet
Slicing your piece of shit