Edible Arrangment Songtext
von Slamwich

We must stop them before they continue to breed
Indoctrinating more blank slates into their machine
Hive conforming cretin calls for unholy measures
Servants of god to be repurposed and dismembered
Mutilation awaits your heavenless fate


Picking apart a possessed disgrace
Chunks missing from your guts and your face
Bloodthirst commands this hellscape
A present from an enemy, not a peace offering
Comes with a picture of the source and the suffering
NSFW trypophobia triggering
Swiss cheese motha fucka with all that flesh missing
A cute flower shape
With eye in the center I carved straight from your face I disfigured
Frozen in fear
After abrupt separation from operator
Gaping hole in your face after sights been erased
Unfastening your jaw till it snaps out of place

Your insides coated in brainwash I continue to explore
Sending a gift to your master, the god I abhor

Turning his slaves into a flesh bouquet
Sending the 12 to rot where they lay

Flesh has been obtained