Scrambled Defuncts - Profaning The Crypts

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Tearing out the nailed top of the cobweb-covered coffin

Numbed of pleasure, I'm staring eagerly at it's contents

Inhale the damp smell of rot, hard to control my excitement

Of decomposing half-rotten corpse with vacant eyesockets



Addiction to ripping of the dead has turned into disease

Desecration of crypts has become my whole life's need

Vapours, coming from the dead body, sharpen my feelings

Catching rotten clothes, putting the body out of the coffin



Incease the skin on the chest and pierce the chest walls

No more I'm able to control the desire that's overfilling me

Begin to slice the thoracic cavity, rip every piece of meat

My face, covered with sticky pus, looks so loathsome, disgusting



Stiffened mummy is motionless lying in ridiculous pose

Enraged, I begin to break the hardened joints, one by one



Tearing off the dry, putrid skin, turned to grey rags

Sucking the puslike slime, oozing from bursted tendons



Violent spasms pierce my body, they're making me mad

My hands furiously dip into the dense visceral mess

Affected, I'm staring down at the dead tortured body

Begin to cut off it's head, stick my knife into the neck



Brains control my deeds no more, letting off the energy

Animal instinct now rules my body, makes my dreams come true

Tearing off the sticking ribs, chop'em with the bones

Crushed down fragmentized body is now turning to mess



Breaking the parted head against the wall, looking what's inside

Devouring the lying clots of rotten cerebral substance

Having gathered scattered parts of flesh, bones and gristles

I combust it altogether with the desecrated body remains

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