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Procrastinated Death Songtext
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Procrastinated Death Songtext

To many want me to die
So very few want me to live
In this cataleptic stage
Wishing I wasn′t here

If it were up to me
They would dead by now
But fucking this craving for flesh
Makes my bowels feel so sore

Back in the days
Slicing some flesh
Stroking the womb
Penetrating the wound
She died out of pain
And never complained
It was such a pleasure
Watching her cry

Spreading her legs
Enjoying the brake


I remember all that bleeding
Puddling by my feet
The room filled with stink
Begging for me to finish

To many want me to die
So very few want me to live
In this cataleptic stage
Wishing I wasn't here

If it were up to me
They would dead by now
But fucking this craving for flesh
Makes my bowels feel so sore

Back in the days
Slicing some flesh
Stroking the womb
Penetrating the wound
She died out of pain
And never complained
It was such a pleasure
Watching her cry

Spreading her legs
Enjoying the brake


I remember all that bleeding
Puddling by my feet
The room filled with stink
Begging for me to finish

All comes back to this (freaking) moment
When I don′t know
If i'm dead or alive

Wishing to die
Craving for flesh

They only want to get me awake
But there's nothing to be awake for

To many want me to die
So very few want me to live

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