Human Mincer Son Of Decay
You can see in her eyes the refection of petrubation,
and in her face the radiance of the extreme
degeneration
Poor psychologist, you are blind
you don't understand her blessed act,
may be the ugly destiny, broken the faith and close the
doors
when she loses the hope, everything ends
In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal
universe
the manifest of life in the entrails of one mother
But don't support the hate and suffering of the world
blood falls down in the street
the body engendered the sacrifice
Born son of decay, the way of your life is sentenced
open her your soul, she knows you don't like the world
and go
to give you the solution for your existence
return to your creation find your salvation
Dead son of decay, by the bleeding of your body
your mother never lost you, she has you in her anatomy
again
Eat the cadaver of birth, the ritual of flesh satisfy
her appetite
now is the turn for the killer, goes to help you
in the other world
rest of flesh by the vaginal dissection, regurgitation
of cadaver
repungant vision of her bloody vomit, this is the last
injection of mortal venom!!
Dead son of decay, victim of neccessary
antropophage, created and destroyed
don't support the world, don't support reality
the ritual of flesh satisfy the mental appetite
In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal
universe
the manifest of life in the entrails of a mother
