Текст песни The Desolate Form

Split apart the chest,
Peel the skin,
Cut within,
Tie them to the bed,
Grab my knife,
Take the life.

I cant control myself.
Dissolution,
Ending lives,
On a killing spree,
Separation desecration,
Of the third degree.

Blood fills up the lungs,
When they choke,
On my cum.
Fuck them 'til theyre dead,
Grab my knife,
Take the life.

They cant control themselves,
Disappearance,
Ending lives,
On a killing spree.
Molestation concentration,
On fulfilling me.

Pull the skin apart,
Ripping out the heart,
Dismantle them from the start,Rose Funeral - The Desolate Form - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rose-funeral/the-desolate-form-lyrics.html
Murdering becomes my art.

Dissolution,
Ending lives,
On a killing spree,
Separation desecration,
Of the third degree.
Disappearance,
Ending lives,
On a killing spree.

Molestation concentration,
On fulfilling me.

I wont take it back,
My lust wont stop,
Watch them laid to rest,
Stacked and piled on top.

All the ashes burn,
With a stench of skin,
Turning organ to urn,
I start to kill again.

Butcher everyone,
I want to kill them all.

I wont take it back,
My lust wont stop,
Theyre laid to rest,
Defiled.