Decadence

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[Verse 1: Fetal Autopsy] Welcome to Decadence, your innocence is invaded A prisoner's decimated, obliterated creations Apocalyptic relations, I desecrate, it's invasive Come through my one operation, annihilate through foundations It's just this one obligation to start infecting the nation I sever pre-devastation, engraved across generations (Agh!) A killer with a motive, loading bodies 'til they bloated Too much groan, and most imploded, explosive molded, cocooning Lonely note's and gory moats, I blow some corpse, I sure notice Heart exploded with the loaded, sex with death, I'm reloading Those who are demented the amounts of lust, the realest Leaving pussies ripped and heads, I swear, insufferable case of forensics With vaginal tissues attempting to mend it Hole into her meathook, distorted, intrinsic So midnight tremendously enter relentless Destroying the thrill of your womb and [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy] Murder, later on torturing Fucking slut, through the pain Don't you go Miracle, smell their cunts Body torture, fill their eyes They can't go, no they don't Grow on me, no she don't Digging inside their eyes Remember Toto, run that shit And her pussy, not okay Tearing out miracles Pinnacle empathy Nobody never finds Once it ends, keep in mind On the temple, push you in This is what your murder cries (Yeah) [Verse 2: Ware-Wolff] Enter the abyss and there's no visible weaknesses Filled with horror the sequences, rip inside of her, they clench this Dead with an eternal grievance remain, ritualistic genius Doing autopsies with my penis under the moon and push it in fetuses A word from the masses though not even the ones in captive (No!) Rewatching bitches into submissions like Ariel Castro My personality is freezing, one betrays the other daily Raising stakes and doing crazy shit like Richard Allen Gacy Poke her, this the burning Hades with rabies we're raping ladies Injecting babies, hazes scabies spreading cases like the eighties A culture rapist satisfaction from actions of violent acts I open snatches like I'm Jack in a back alley, hand full of crack I'm fucking ballistic, get busted with biscuits I'm twisted, sadistic, not antagonistic My characteristics will split if you missed it I picture it vividly, hideous bitches [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy] Murder, later on torturing Fucking slut, through the pain Don't you go Miracle, smell their cunts Body torture, fill their eyes They can't go, no they don't Grow on me, no she don't Digging inside their eyes Remember Toto, run that shit And her pussy, not okay Tearing out miracles Pinnacle empathy Nobody never finds Once it ends, keep in mind On the temple, push you in This is what your murder cries
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Credits
- Writers
- Ware-Wolff
- Fetal Autopsy