Letras
Honed adge of deceasement, carving the sign of evil bliss
Body left perforated, innocent victim of a twisted sickness
Face slashed beyond recognition, broken pieces fall form the skull
Intestinally punctured, bleeding internally
Bursting shocks of pain, exceed
Subsequent mutilation, violence infests in a man
Leaves him burning with anger, outburst from hell
Suffer with every dying twitch, gored remains of the human shell
No one left to hear your cries, burcher's soul fails to be satisfied
Psychotic, deranged, abominated
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh
Infinite blood can never, can never quench
Painful suffering attacks the mortal sie of real life
Conscience hears only words advising it to strike
Alliance with the blade, obsession bores into the mind
Trail of violence without end, string of corpses left behind
To avoid the capture of your many mentors
Forever slicing life to sustain your own
Burning sensation inflicted
Leaving the body lacerated and bruised
Emotions transpired as rage, leaving multiple stab wounds
Overcome by the malevolence, deprived of an end without pain
Corpse lies in an alley with inflictions, to rest you pray.
Psychotic, deranged, abominated
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh
Infinite blood can never, can never quench
A soul infested with nihilist beliefs leaves it burning abhorred
Evil intentions covered with disgust, possession undertakes its bloody chore
Final strike of the mayhemic knife, as he lay gasping
To become one with the ground
The last to look upon his eyes is the next to adorn the assasin's crown