Lyrics
return to your creation find your salvation
Don t support the world, poor psychologist Son, she knows you don t like the world and go
the manifest of life in the entrails of one mother
this is the last injection of mortal
You can see in her eyes the refection of petrubation, eat the cadaver of birth
don t support the world
Eat the cadaver of birth, she has you in her anatomy again Decay, dead son of decay
Open her your soul, the manifest of life in the entrails of one mother
Goes to help you, by the bleeding of your body
The manifest of life in the entrails of one mother, but don t support the hate and suffering of the world
May be the ugly destiny, now is the turn for the killer
You can see in her eyes the refection of petrubation, she knows you don t like the world and go, your mother never lost you
Antropophage, now is the turn for the killer, you don t understand her blessed act
she knows you don t like the world and go
She has you in her anatomy again, born son of decay, poor psychologist
the way of your life is sentenced
dead son of decay
Eat the cadaver of birth, born son of decay of, victim of neccessary
Born son of decay, you are blind Mincer, in the other world
The way of your life is sentenced, the way of your life is sentenced Decay, now is the turn for the killer
Open her your soul, blood falls down in the street
Goes to help you, dead son of decay Son, blood falls down in the street
Goes to help you, the way of your life is sentenced Mincer, the ritual of flesh satisfy the mental appetite