Exhumed Lyrics
Exhumed Lyrics
"Necro-Transvestite Lyrics"
Carrying Cathy Lyrics
Her window was hung like a painting She worried it might come to life She stared for hours So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I Didn't see that
Her window was hung like a painting She worried it might come to life She stared for hours So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I Didn't see that
[musick - Matt Harvey; lyrixxx - Ross Sewage, Matt Harvey, 1995]
Brutally raped and hacked, Vagina torn ripped in half , Slash and rend,
mutilate, Garrote the bitch, decapitate, Face ripped off, disfigurement,
Bodily dismemberment, Guts are spilled, violent death, Mangled cunt to
molest... Left embracing the carca
Straight Cadillac Pimpin' - Shannon Jones Lyrics
(feat. Shannon Jones) [MJG] I'm so cold, I need a coat in the kitchen I bust two verses, then go into intermission No way you can provoke my vis
ss I discover my fomentment, As I(feat. Shannon Jones) [MJG] I'm so cold, I need a coat in the kitchen I bust two verses, then go into intermission No way you can provoke my vis
unconsciously rub up against her gory habiliment, The muliebral texture of
the soused and silken garment, The one and only way to find sexual
contentment... Suffering from mammary and vaginal envy, I fasten around my
chest the brassiere of the deceased, Excising the breasts with painstaking
The Violence Of Truth Lyrics
What is evil? What is love? What is the force that possesses us? Where is the beauty? Where is the truth? Where is the force that watches over you? <
What is evil? What is love? What is the force that possesses us? Where is the beauty? Where is the truth? Where is the force that watches over you? <
precision, I pad my bra with a pair of decomposing falsies... Hastily undress
the corpse, Peel off clothing, quite a chore, Clutching her bousterrie,
Caressing bloody lingerie, Grasping for ensanguined garb, My erection is
growing hard, Buttoning the imbrued dress, Feminine attire, a bloody mess...
As I adorn myself in
LES HOMMES QUI PASSENT Lyrics
(D Barbelivien-F Bernheim) Les hommes qui passent, Maman M'envoient toujours des cartes postales Des Bahamas, Maman Les hommes qui passent tout
my victims blood-stained apparel, My perverse urges are(D Barbelivien-F Bernheim) Les hommes qui passent, Maman M'envoient toujours des cartes postales Des Bahamas, Maman Les hommes qui passent tout
fulfilled with overwhelming delight, I ejaculate as I slip into her urine
soaked panties, My carnal desire that of a necro-transvestite... Encrusted,
runny stockings, finery for a fiend... Donning ghastly vestments,
necro-splattered closet queen...