Carcass lyrics
Carcass lyrics
"Crepitating Bowel Erosion lyrics"
Prone To Wander lyrics
On the surface not a ripple Undercurrent wages war Quiet in the sanctuary Sin is crouching at my door (CHORUS) How can I be so prone to wander So prone
On the surface not a ripple Undercurrent wages war Quiet in the sanctuary Sin is crouching at my door (CHORUS) How can I be so prone to wander So prone
(Solo: Intumescence of pulverized piles) Wart-encrusted sebaceous growth Pustulating, bleeding piles are what I boast Scabby and blistered pectoral skin flakes away As my crushed bowels evacuate much to my dismay... Faecal tripe - take a bite Urinary swill - take your fill Squeeze out the pus, perforate the rash Munch the mouldy scabThank You For Saving Me lyricss, lick the septic gash... Eroded crispy bowels, corrosive putrid breath Collapsing, slushy lungs, my diaphragm pickled in meths... Renal ulcerations, faecal gurgitations Costive crepitations, complete and disgorgement... Disenterring organs pus, urine and sewage Thrust into your naval, to soak up ascitic fluids... An abrasive concoction is formed in my throat Meth
Than You for saving me, what can I say? You are my everything, I will sing Your praise You shed Your blood for me, what can I say? You took me sin andThe Forever Empire lyricsylated bile, jaundiced kidneys bloat Tumourous stomach, coughing up gall The thorax infected with furuncles and boils... The sight of my abdomen, shrivelling and gurgling The reek of my bloody pleura, stagnating and curdling Cynical and sarcastic, my fetid sense of tumour Clinical and gastric, I imbibe my own vitreous humour... Soiled prostatic prolapse Ruptured he
I still dream of paradise I still wake up crying I've seen the sun, of tomorrow rise I felt like I was dying I still dream of forever I still see me waBlack Moon lyricsrnia rips your groin Your mouth forced wide open As you're made to chew on your haemorrhoids... Gnawing my appendix, enteric organs glistening Acholial fluids, coagulating and thickening Weakened, cirrhosised liver, pumping out sludge Of pediculosal faeces, sanguineous bile and crud... Avulsion of salted tonsils Gavaged with a spoon Your scrotal sac torn open
here in this vortex my true self begins to show where phantoms pass me by what secrets do they hold? flesh torn upon the wheels of human frailty part o