Grvesomesque Lyrics


Revulsion. The edge ov all pustules, thy perditio.

Compulsions. Gaping and engulfed, blood. Drops of sorrow.

Going through the jaw from below with the bodkin...

I see the tip from the mouth. Pummeled. Gutted.

Fibers and veins emanating suffering as well as exteriorized flesh.

Deviscerated. You slip inside yourself, looking for a way...

Out in death. Kerosene and emasculation.

Shredded, protruding tendons.

Excruciating sensations. Chunks...

Ov an autopsied anatomy.

Covered in demise. Covered in demise.

Bathed in pestilent, disembowelled plea.