Chamber of Torture - At Dusk I Hunt | Текст песни

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• Chamber of Torture
• At Dusk I Hunt

I ve found my way out from the graveyard
Decorated it with entrails splattered all about
Victim s found to be deformed
By the flesh craving skeleton

Where nun’s tits once were blood and milk is dripping down
Above the open grave, dismembered hanging half devoured

As i gouged the beating heart out of her throat
Trailing a long train of intestines behind
Raw and skinless, a monument to bloody bedlam
To my former gravestone she was plastered by innards

Coffins full of blood, emerge from underground
Cadaverous, infectious, a gore inhaling mass
arise

Priest hangs down from his church
Spikes ruptured flesh of choir boys
Headless nuns raped before they died
Omen of death, chaos and hell

Arose to slaughter the living
Exhaling gore, filth instead of blood
threading upon the carpet of human organs
Having fastened my vicious gaze on you

At dawn i return to my resting place
I ll take you with me now, to nourish my lust
A fistful of hair, a scalp nearly removed
Im dragging you down with me into the tomb

I will eat you brain, then rats will what remains
After i have raped you in our grave

At dusk
i hunt
I ll bathe
in your blood

blood

Where nun’s tits once were blood and milk is dripping down
(On the) separated eyeless head of priest infested by insects
Coffins full of blood, emerge from underground
Cadaverous, infectious, a gore inhaling mass arise
Arose to slaughter the living
Exhaling gore, filth instead of blood
threading upon the carpet of human organs
At dusk i hunt
I ll bathe in your blood.

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