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Articulo Mortis - Whitechapel
Bludgeoned face
Licking my fingers of decrepit funk

My dear your face is so blank
Where did you get those feelings
Please don't leave help me live

Can't control myself Dilated eyes

Pale white skin

I'm laughing in your face

Your skin entrenches me

Now you're f**king dead

I can't be certain
Your remains will be insured

Beyond the grave is longer than you think

I saw the first slut mangled in front of me

Of course
Controlling my actions was not an easy task

It wasn't long before
I found myself indulging

Against my will I please myself once more

Breathe F**king breathe
I swear you'll reap
While I sew your cunt
And now you rot

Breathe F**king breathe

F**king breathe

F**king breathe

I swear you'll reap

While I sew your cunt

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot

And now you rot