Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Festering... , by - Deranged. Song from the album III, in the genre Release date: 21.04.2014
Record label: Listenable
Song language: English
Festering... |
| Festering spawn will procreate among rotting limbs |
| Incision |
| Heart, heart keep on pumping, serve me that mortal fluid I crave |
| A pool of blood, ejaculating, death throes |
| Breeding violence, inferior to what’s left of that mortal flesh |
| Natures primitive instinct control another vicious act of sadism |
| Instead of consuming the dead, I fuck what’s left of their ruined corpse |
| Cut, carve, rip, serve |
| Cut, carve, rip, serve |
| I fuck and eat that putrid thing |
| Behold human, vulnerable shape |
| Breeding violence, inferior to what’s left of that mortal flesh |
| Natures primitive instinct control another vicious act of sadism |
| Instead of consuming the dead, I fuck what’s left of their ruined corpse |
| Cut, carve, rip, serve |
| Razor cuts and carve |
| Even more odious then what the wound was meant to be fucked |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Asphyxiate |
| Nightmares turns to joy as sperm unleashes another horrid act of |
| Pure violence |
| Asphyxiate |
| Nightmares turns to joy as sperm unleashes another horrid act of |
| Pure violence |
| Razor cuts and carve |
| Even more odious then what the wound was meant to be fucked |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Breeding violence |
| Instead of consuming the dead, I fuck what’s left of their ruined corpse |
| Razor cuts and carve |
| Even more odious then what the wound was meant to be fucked |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Hunting human violence for visual pleasure |
| Death throes |
| Death throes |
| Violently abused, harsh punishment, vile and infectious life |
| Feeding their need for filth every single day |
| Disruptive world |
| Violently abused |
| Harsh punishment |
| Death throes |
| Festering spawn will procreate among rotting limbs |
| Incision |
| Heart, heart keep on pumping, serve me that mortal fluid I crave |
| A pool of blood, ejaculating, death throes |
| Death throes |