โหลดเพลง mp3 Devirgination Studies - Whitechapel

Devirgination Studies - Whitechapel
Now that I have my trophy of your anatomy
Your stiff can be excised aberrantly

Convulsions transpire you're seeping suppuration
Our intimacy is arcane to culture
These ethics I contain in my arsenal of pleasure

Fail to be appreciated

Your proposition isn't good enough
My expectations don't meet yours

In due time I'll dictate your vile form
Into my incapable hands and claim
You for my own

You're born into these hands again

Send the same back to hell

Send the same back to hell

Send the same back to hell

Send the same back to hell

Another wude to seek to fondle and misus

Back to the grave to exhume again