Bastard

Lyrics
Grotesque artwork On living canvas A blade, a gateway Down this bloody path Stab Twist and tear Screams Peel away the skin Flay Hack and rend Their souls Die deep within Living sculptures Of muscle left raw Bleeding subjects Their lord, a bloody god Slash Reveal their insides Blood Flows black in the night Deny Leave them living Death Would be a welcome sight Torture Personified Raped by blades Fucking bastard Violence Pounding within Pumping the blood Fucking bastard Insanity Electric thoughts Inserting the steel Fucking bastard Divinity When the skin is flayed off And the tears run with blood Fucking bastard Skinless puppets Flail under steel Naked dancing Ice is all you feel Rape In the darkness Snow Freezing your limbs Exposed Your veins and sinew Pain Will dever dim A living nightmare Anatomy wrecked Your shattered visage A bloody fucking mess Scream Skinned alive Cry Beg to die The end Is out of reach Tears Sting your burning eyes Torture Personified Raped by blades Fucking bastard Violence Pounding within Pumping the blood Fucking bastard Insanity Electric thoughts Inserting the steel Fucking bastard Divinity When the skin is flayed off And the tears run with blood Fucking bastard A vortex of snow Whirling around Within his mind All of this time Lightning and ice Ruling his thoughts Anger enshrouds Like Winter clouds Chills down your spine Frost up the blade Blood like a tide As he pushes inside His cock or his knife It's all the same Death's out of sight You will live through the night Death will not come You will live deep within But you will lose your skin Your name's forgotten A mind and body so weak Locked forever in black All that's left is reek Torture Personified Raped by blades Fucking bastard Violence Pounding within Pumping the blood Fucking bastard Insanity Electric thoughts Inserting the steel Fucking bastard Divinity When the skin is flayed off And the tears run with blood Fucking bastard A vortex of snow Whirling around Within his mind All of this time Lightning and ice Ruling his thoughts Anger enshrouds Like Winter clouds Chills down your spine Frost up the blade Blood like a tide As he pushes inside His cock or his knife It's all the same Death's out of sight You will live through the night Death will not come You will live deep within But you will lose your skin
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Credits
- Writers
- Pope Richard