Postmortem Promises piosenki

He is the fucking flesh, he is the martyr He is the flesh He is the martyr entombed for life by carnage 

Let's party, it's dancing time The fucked up corpses covered in lime Smell the flesh, hear the pussies scream A fucked-up body with a patch; "boogying is not a crime" We are the massicists waiting on your winkle pickers Indie girls with blood in their knicker...

Paternal affection escapes you Instead you are riddled with sadistic desires Seeking control through intentional harm How could you be so callous To crush a life so pure, your own son Now severally deformed Your own son now severally deformed Under my rules...

He thinks he's unstoppable Wait and see what, he's mouth will cost him "Nah man I have done this before, nah man I've done this before, I can handle my drink, but the bloody idiots too drunk to think. Nah man I've done this before" He's going too fast Over...

I watch you scream I watch you in pain, I watch you die for this for what you did It feels so good to watch this happen to you I've been in pain for the last fucking year To see you fucked over like I have so many times before Now that this is over I can mov...

What the fuck were you thinking? Coming with us did you not see what happened last night? We blew up that place And now you're asking for weed? And the microwave? Alien Yeah man! Shut your mouth or you'll get heat upon Me and the boys know! Shut your mouth...