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[Lyrics: Niels] Torn to shreds in the sickest form Lacerations to the bone Mutilated after dead Draped over the tombstone Torso impaled through the spine Chest cracked open wide Unveiling all the organs Rotting from inside Left in grisly fashion Maggots digesting Consuming flesh Eruption of cysts Smell the rotting dead Inside twisting Underneath bloated skin Cempelling ravaged bodies Stir perversities within Left in grisly fashion. Corpses for my recreation Left in grisly fashion. Become monuments of mutilation Savage butchery SongtexteRipped, cut and torn Pits of corpses In bloated form Slashed and dismembered Worm infested whore Left in grisly fashion Embalmed a week before [Solo: Roel] Left in grisly fashion. Corpses for my recreation Left in grisly fashion. Become monuments of mutilation At this putrid paradise at night I wake the dead from their sleep I unearth the buried ones No sympathy for the deceased Grisly masterpiece Paradise of putrefaction Remnants of the dead For my ghastly collection Aus Songtexte Mania