Festering Gore Songtext
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Festering Gore Songtext
Observing light fade from our eye
A soul needing to exorcise
The knife pushes, it forces the slumber
A corpse rendered asunder
Beautiful flesh lying still
After pushing, bending, breaking the will
Host full of greed, lust, sin
Blood of a heathen I cover thee in
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the blade is ready
To commit a jagged sodomy
The smell of fear fills the air
Smell of bleeding; death; despair
But these creatures; these beasts they chose this fate
For the maiden and Hell they can′t escape
Steel skewers lock away the sin
Powerless as extinction sets in
Spirit now damned to Satan's throne
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the cage is ready
To commit gang rape by the stake
One final push to the metal door
The Devil and I have settled the score
Innards gleam and glisten with fluid
The sacred ritual is now concluded
The sinners and cretins are banished for now
Tomorrow Gods will more death have allowed
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the world is ready
To be cleansed of sin by my hand
A soul needing to exorcise
The knife pushes, it forces the slumber
A corpse rendered asunder
Beautiful flesh lying still
After pushing, bending, breaking the will
Host full of greed, lust, sin
Blood of a heathen I cover thee in
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the blade is ready
To commit a jagged sodomy
The smell of fear fills the air
Smell of bleeding; death; despair
But these creatures; these beasts they chose this fate
For the maiden and Hell they can′t escape
Steel skewers lock away the sin
Powerless as extinction sets in
Spirit now damned to Satan's throne
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the cage is ready
To commit gang rape by the stake
One final push to the metal door
The Devil and I have settled the score
Innards gleam and glisten with fluid
The sacred ritual is now concluded
The sinners and cretins are banished for now
Tomorrow Gods will more death have allowed
Festering Gore awakens the senses
Of all the to be next dead
Summon the next one, the world is ready
To be cleansed of sin by my hand
Writer(s): Andrew Ortega Ortega, Ryan Lee, Steven Daniel Proano, Thomas J Mahoney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
