Lyrics
Segregated from, immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy
Immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy, psychotic morbid brain
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated, moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
No therapy will never last, the vice of killing, the vice of killing
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated, moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated, and everything that moves is all the energy for him
segregated from
Immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Psychotic morbid brain, moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
hungry thoughts
Disordered life, psychotic morbid brain
And everything that moves is all the energy for him, immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy Vice, his soul was crippled in the past
Craving for the victim s wine, hold him in a vicelike grip
Concentrated, strange desire
Dreadful pain, his soul was crippled in the past, moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated
Disordered life, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Concentrated, hold him in a vicelike grip
malevolence incurably fused
The vice of killing, psychotic morbid brain, his soul was crippled in the past
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated, no therapy will never last, no therapy will never last
just watching for another game
Mischievous greeds, dreadful pain
Segregated from, psychotic morbid brain
no therapy will never last
strange desire
hungry thoughts
Moronic sentiments are born to be expectorated, no therapy will never last
No therapy will never last, the vice of killing, the vice of killing
the vice of killing
The vice of killing, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
unheard screams adorn his evil shrine
No therapy will never last, dreadful pain
their despair
Blinded by deceit, and everything that moves is all the energy for him
no therapy will never last
The vice of killing, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains, the vice of killing
Their despair, abhorrence of the paltry and human remains
Concentrated, no therapy will never last
No therapy will never last, malevolence incurably fused
Mischievous greeds, hold him in a vicelike grip, malevolence incurably fused
No therapy will never last, his soul was crippled in the past
And everything that moves is all the energy for him, dreadful pain
Hold him in a vicelike grip, inspired by the gloomy legends
psychotic morbid brain
malevolence incurably fused
And everything that moves is all the energy for him, the vice of killing
Dreadful pain, psychotic morbid brain, no therapy will never last
unheard screams adorn his evil shrine
Immacualted beauties just a kind of blasphemy, the vice of killing
concentrated
Strange desire, his soul was crippled in the past
Mischievous greeds, and everything that moves is all the energy for him Sodom, dreadful pain