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Vicer Exciser - Whitechapel
My monument is progressing
Bereft is thy deed of completion
By all means you'll be alive but not intact
I've sewn your lips to smile with
Your own defecation on your lips
I'll knock that sh*t eating grin right off your face
Abnormally disfigured designs

You observe the genesis of my abattoir
Reality accepted
You have no choice but to comply
With my scalpel and my license to kill

My license to kill

Anal seepage flowing
I can't repress the urge
My coprophagous shall ingurgitate the filth

Grinding at your head
With my bone saw breaking zygoma
I love these tools at my disposal I'm alive
She cried out helplessly again
I ripped her limb from f**king limb
Just one less slut to walk this f**king earth

I will spit right in your f**king face

How does it taste

After the lips are sealed below your waste

You will never f**k again

My scalpel gleams my attention cast aside
Hardening arteries begging for an inimical thrust

Byproducts of digestion soak the floor
I'm searching for a hypodermic
Syringe to draw the waste

Flowing at your jugular

The heart is pumping faster as
I lay and wait to watch you erupt
From every orifice

The necrotizing fasciitis
Has commenced it's work
No anesthesia applied this will be everlasting
In the name of anatomy
I shall dismember and attain what is rightfully mine