Infeckt

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ware-Wolff] This isn't like the throat masochist Stabbing savagely, passing her Flow eternal to scavengers, psychopathic capacitor Brain fuel from the dark controlling violence in my mind Rape and murders, no mass operandi, demons intertwined Surround me with my methods, leaving bodies disconnected To spreadings from the dissected, severed heads in my collection Expect us to light the crevices, a pessimistic presence Don't want a mess from rеjection, preservе perfection on this plate Depicted repulsed with my erection No sense of direction, loss of all human complexion Expecting your death is something you should be accepting I'm death in the flesh with no sins of regret You awake in cold sweats, strapped and tied in latex Bodies weak and torn wet, now cement divorced sects With all these feeble insects you all are now my subjects Devour, rip, and dissect Insert a fatal inject Prepare to feel the infect contact [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy (1:12 - 1:36)] [?] [Verse 2: Playboy The Beast] I have been summoned, now they released me from Hell's gates (Yah!) You in my clutches, ain't no escaping the fiery lake (Yah!) My blade decapitating faces on a daily basis I live for violence, full of hatred like a fucking racist (Yah!) Man, if I want it I'ma take it like a fucking rapist (Yah!) Duct-tape and legs are roped, time to desecrate ya You keep on praying to your savior but you'll meet your maker I set fire to baby Jesus up in the manger (Yah!) A ball of anger, walk the streets with a loaded banger I see a stranger, walk up and unload the chamber (Bang!) Into his brain then rape his bitch with the coat hanger You all endangered, I'll devour your souls Fuel the power that's inside of me, i'm out of control Mass murder, rape, and sodomy put stains on my clothes Surviving's like winning the lottery, you probably won't You fuck with me I'll sink my fucking teeth inside of your throat (Agh!) [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy (2:24 - 2:48)] [?] [Verse 3: Hellusin8] Stalking through the shadows is the Big Bad Wolf These bitches can't escape my wrath, y'all about to get took My killers roll deep like it's come out to play I can smell your fucking fear from a mile-a-fucking way Foaming at the mouth, human tissue in my fangs More vicious and malicious than your family Great Dane Tie you up and make you watch as I'm raping your bitch I must've missed rabbit, you got some delicious looking kids My fangs ripping through they flesh as I devour souls Fuck eating obsessions, you know I swallow 'em whole Satanic like a horror hound from Hell Evil's what I see and death is what I smell She wanted some head so I ate her pussy and her lead (Bitch!) Out of control, ain't shit, y'all some bitches, fear me (Fuck!) Ain't no shame or am I gay? I rape and sodomize Animal instinct, I see the world through Satan's eyes [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy (3:36 - 4:00)] [?] [Verse 4: Insane Poetry] Edgar Allen Holiman, author of my Books of Blood Master of horror wrote this chapter in a hookers blood Cleverly captured, strapped her then I hooked her up Which actor will play as the stripper, gods put her up Painted blood on the walls that read "Death Cult" Got victims hanging from ceiling fans with the neck broke Wrote this verse with broken glass and her flesh glow Black masks and black robes, the dress code The secret séance is savoring for a sacrifice Sadistic ritual slave, I have an appetite To eat the flesh off the bone cause I'm a Nephilim I bless the microphone, leave you all with severed limbs My poetry's insane, I've been deranged from birth That's how I write it, I like it, murder a priest in his church With this pen with my genius of work Writing my butcher knife blades up in his skin 'til it hurts [Chorus: Fetal Autopsy (4:49 - 5:13)] [?]