Labor, Organs Wrenched
Conceive The Corpse From Inside
A Mistake, By Nature
Burning A Path To Your Thights…!
Sold Your Soul For Lust
Reaping A Fruitlessness Monster
Grip The Fear You Have Spawn
Now, Its Face To The Sight
Between Your Legs, Cry!
Your Parts Seem Tp Fire
The Filth Within!
Cut Of Its Head, Make Sure It's Dead
Cut Of Its Head, Make Sure It's Dead
Cut Of Its Head, Make Sure It's Dead