Stabwound - Trans Gender Mutilation | Текст песни

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female fascination dreams of stroking her tattered flesh
gently touching a scarred and unrecognisible face, eyes like
empty wells, within the dark soils dwells the lust for
the serenity of watching her strung up, skinned corpse
dangling between two trees

adoring the fungus overgrowth of her rotting a**l tract
sealed with lumps of excrement and layers of crawling organisms
seeking the warmth from her reeking and gaping womb
soaked with spit, lubed with menstrual mess, vile and macabre goddess...

dressed in her skin, beauty is in deed obscene and repulsing
sewing in sacks unto his chest, carving and re-shaping
scrotum and penis slit, amputating her vaginal area
a cold, stillborn fetus, loose and hanging from her open crotch

cold dead skin, completing the transformation by sewing her
face unto warm flesh attached, this dead soul hasn't seen the
awakening of the son for many days, but now revived through the change of
sex

smelling her cadaverous stench no more envy, sacrilegious
deed now at it's end, senses calmed, almost like a deep slumber
and insomnia, touching, adoring his new deformed and feminine shape
swelling with rot, envy not this beauty that many could have killed for

emaciated body displayed lying on its back, stroking each feature
of its bacteria swarming body, shemale creature so abstract in its form
trans-gender mutilation, his inner-self has now found its right skin
the birth of a new individual through the macabre mutilation of his own
lover

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