Enamored with Death

Lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Hyde & MC Cadaver] It's Mister Hyde Fuckin' retarded cunt! Yo! Cadaver, Wolff Abortions hangin' from the umbilical cord! Get your scalpals ready Force fed your own severed pussy! You fuckin' termites, Demented Bastards Killin' all you braindead retards Ha ha ha ha ha, yo! [Verse 1: Mr. Hyde] It's time to tie my apron up for sprain' guts, salacious fun It's Crystal Lake and I'm like Jason, chasin' sluts, I make 'em run (Ha!) Swing my blade for fun, stick it up your lady's cunt I'm slickin' Vic's vapor rub onto her labia to cum Butt-naked little sluts up in Satan's matrix, stuck Bet nobody hear you screamin' once your trachea is cut See, I'm savage and the manner that I kill is kinda laughable I'm leavin' half of you decayin' face down in the daffodils Gutted like a mackerel, it's unimaginable smell Skunk status, stinkin' like a cunt without the Massengill Disfigure you, the visuals of vivid motion picture films Blood spill is visceral, your mother gon' be missin' you Mortician with the microphone, my stethescope is broke Makin' sure you die alone like suicide without a note Rollin' with Demented Bastards, we're lowerin' your casket Silencin' you lambs, put the lotion in the basket [Chorus: MC Cadaver & Wolff] Borders are slaughtered, fuckin' the tortured Brutally butchered and stuffed in the morgue Carving the whore and embalming her corpse On this bench of death where my obsession was born Ligaments torn in a torturous porno Directed by death itself, visceral gore Lords of the morbid, abhorrent proportions Abortions with swords from the feast and engorge [Verse 2: MC Cadaver] Infection spreads through the corpses neck Cause of death not long before the whore was wrecked Deformed breasts ripped and torn from her chest The force of the machete left her in an unfortunate mess Her brain drains from her forehead and pours on her dress Deep incisions in her torso to open the flesh She's soaking in the excrement from the rodents nesting In the empty space created in the back of her head She's fuckin' dead, twisted, mutilated, raped and molested Cum in her hair solidified and stuck to the bed spread The essence of decay in the face of the wretched As she stare's 'cause the pressure caused her eyes to be ejected Her bottom jaw shattered and the fragments collected In her vaginal canal, tear apart the placenta Maggots cover the bitch to a horrendous extent The only sign of her life is her mangled skeleton [Chorus: MC Cadaver & Wolff] Borders are slaughtered, fuckin' the tortured Brutally butchered and stuffed in the morgue Carving the whore and embalming her corpse On this bench of death where my obsession was born Ligaments torn in a torturous porno Directed by death itself, visceral gore Lords of the morbid, abhorrent proportions Abortions with swords from the feast and engorge [Verse 3: Wolff] Enamored with Death, I go ham on your chest And slam both hands down, takin' out all your breath Backhanded around off the side of a desk Erratically and splatter silicone up outta your breasts Playin' target practice, a magnum active Attracted to slashin' shit with a mask when I snap like Relapse Eminem with the accents And massacred a man's adam's apple with axe hits A twisted torso contorted to backtits Batshit insane, fornicate in a casket A favorite task, been savin' it for the last For when I fucked her in the ass, no prophylactic A disaster inside of me that's lashin' out Demented Bastard, I went and let the banished out This shit's amassin' that into a powerhouse Up of an album, rup your fuckin' bowels outta your mouth [Chorus: MC Cadaver & Wolff] Borders are slaughtered, fuckin' the tortured Brutally butchered and stuffed in the morgue Carving the whore and embalming her corpse On this bench of death where my obsession was born Ligaments torn in a torturous porno Directed by death itself, visceral gore Lords of the morbid, abhorrent proportions Abortions with swords from the feast and engorge Borders are slaughtered, fuckin' the tortured Brutally butchered and stuffed in the morgue Carving the whore and embalming her corpse On this bench of death where my obsession was born Ligaments torn in a torturous porno Directed by death itself, visceral gore Lords of the morbid, abhorrent proportions Abortions with swords from the feast and engorge