Untitled Track - Vixen

A gagging expectorate of lysergic acids Premensely emerced consciousness slowly sips Peculated in an ebriating narcocis Cataleptic Imbibe neurotripsick Neurally

An encloaking, dark epoch In which all life is now appraised Another valueless commodity On which the paracious may feebly graze Indebted homage to their mammon

Body on fire carcass burning hot Flesh green with cancerous putrid rot Face shredded arms and legs grated Burns your face with evil hatred Fece metal aaargh Mut

Rotten To The Gore -Carcass The lingering scirrhus begins to harden As the insides fall prey to putrefaction Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp As your mind

Well He was a bore and she needed more And so she took a train To the coast of Maine And she dove right in It took a while to notice That she was gone for good

I'd like to hang you from a tree Then make you watch what you don't wanna see Find out what's really in your mind Well Are you that twisted and unkind Shut up S

I keep reading all that graffiti on your back You brush over it but the paint begins to blister and crack Well I can see that she forgot to cross a T An oversig

I can't help but tell you how I'm feeling today And I know there's a chance it might push you away Well I'm fighting every urge to give you Every little piece o