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Waking The Cadaver
Waking The Cadaver
Künstler:in
Don Campan
Don Campan
Leadgesang
Mike Mayo
Mike Mayo
E-Gitarre
Michael Thomas
Michael Thomas
Bassgitarre
Lord Marco
Lord Marco
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Don Campan
Don Campan
Songwriter:in
Mike Mayo
Mike Mayo
Songwriter:in
Michael Thomas
Michael Thomas
Songwriter:in
Lord Marco
Lord Marco
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
AJ Viana
AJ Viana
Produzent:in
Miguel Tereso
Miguel Tereso
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Thoughts consume my mind I try to fight them but they're still defined Engrossing agony, I'm embracing my insanity Morbid fantasies Sacrilegious acts and blasphemies Planning methodically Satiating my voracity Who am I? What've I become? Who am I now!? A fiend for death and violence Searching for a victim to satisfy the lust Filled with hatred and disgust when I learned about you A child molester cloaked by God's will You're the one I want to kill And bet your ass there'll be no mercy When I get my hands on you You'll regret everything you've done No god can help you now Now you're really fucked Waiting for you in your house Hear you walk up your steps alone As you enter the doorway My cover is blown Quoting scripture as I smash violently at your dome piece A ball-peen hammer is the perfect tool for a pedo priest Chunks of bone fragments and blood littering the murder scene A twitching body still alive, grotesque and obscene Face down in a pool of blood, riddled with shame and guilt Visions of the youths you've stolen with the trust you built Father forged in sodomy, repent at your will Just know I'm a godless man And I just want to kill you Arbiter of punishment, I sentence you to agony Stomping and smashing on your cervical spine Arbiter of punishment, now you know your soul is mine Turn you over on your back Alive, your eyes meet mine Amazed that you're still alive Stabbing my thumbs into your eyes Blind, but you still can feel something sharp pierce your chest Cracking open your rib cage, sadistic impromptu surgery The thoracic cavity is open to air Pneumothorax, can't spew your prayers Hypotensive, the heart starts to fail Go into shock as i sift through entrails Your viscera I love to inhale Getting high on your blood Sadistically ravaging you to a stump Elated by suffering Bestowed upon you is the fate you deserve Set the pulp of flesh on fire Watching human garbage burn Stench of burned sins fill the air as your ashes drift away One last piece of shit on this earth I snatched your life straight from you Now my sick mind has a purpose Giving lowlifes their due Arbiter of punishment Sentencing scumbags to their death Arbiter of punishment Making vile people pay their debts Heinously I play judge and jury Vehemently serving pain and demise Arbiter of punishment, never forgiving, mercy denied
Writer(s): Don Campan, Lord Marco, Michael Thomas, Mike Mayo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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