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Autopsy - Flesh Strewn Temple şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Autopsy

albüm: Morbidity Triumphant


Through bleak putrid mists
Doorways of skin
A chanting of rites
Nauseates from within

Flesh strewn temple
Scattered teeth and hair
Mutants with cudgels
Blood trails in the air

A drum made of skulls and dried faces
Befouls the night frost, and senses encases
Hidden for centuries, beyond wilds
Forlorn sacrificial, subjects in piles

Troughs thickly filled
With coagulated fluids
Collected, consumed by ritualistic death druids
Surrendering organs
Torch lined, walls glowing

Feces expelled
Staining pave stones
While echoing screams
Permeate brittle bones

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