Articulo Mortis lyrics

by

Whitechapel


Bludgeoned face, licking my fingers of decrepit funk

My dear, your face is so blank
Where did you get those feelings?
Please don't leave, help me live
Can't control myself, dilated eyes, pale white skin!

I'm laughing in your face
Your skin entrenches me

Now you're f*cking dead!

I can't be certain, your remains will be insured
Beyond the grave is longer than you think
I saw the first sl*t mangled in front of me
Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task

It wasn't long before I found myself indulging
Against my will I please myself once more

Impaled sl*t flashing through my memory
Her f*cking face deserves much more

Breathe
f*cking breathe
f*cking breathe
f*cking breathe
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