Dawn Of Demise Domestic Slaughter
Carve the flesh, prepare for me dead meat
I will feast on the foetus of my seed
Eradicate, desecrate, annihilate
Suffocate, the carnivores hate
Torture – incapable of feeling
A life nurtured by murder
Neglect – I carve the blood
Salvation
Raping bodies that were willing
I cut the love that wants me
Killing – domestic slaughter
I relish on the unborn
Sick hate – slice the bitch and cut her
Let her bleed to death – bloodlust
I will take their blood and shot them up
Set my rage upon them
Set my rage upon them
Sick hate – slice the bitch and cut her
Let her bleed to death – bloodlust
