Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood Bath, artist - Impaled. Album song The Dead Still Dead Remain, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Willowtip
Song language: English
Blood Bath |
Necrotic ooze poured from a carafe |
Acquired for a blood bath |
In the morgue lies a treasure trove of lividous compounds decaying |
A trocar suctions out the blood while a sphincter suffers my raking |
With reams of ichor and surplus of fæces, the dead are so giving |
A boundless supply of foetid excretions compels me to lavage the stench of |
The living |
My skin sullied with the filth of life |
Vomit of my pores with which I am rife |
In my crepitated pits bacteria thrive |
Momentarily subdued by this morbid dive |
Cadaverous fats boiled into soap for a rotten lather |
Ensanguine mix of excreta and chyme, the cleanser I have gathered |
Putrescent spilth and human chum squab over the lip of my tub |
Soaking in the dead, skeletal remains exfoliate and scrub |
A cauldron teeming with wasted corse |
This mortal soiled with pus and remorse |
Out, out damned spot, caught red-handed, blood stains so hard to clean |
Arteries pumping crimson kelter, veins to expunge and ream |
A babe from the womb untimely ripped, bereft of life, it’s squeezed and |
Drained |
Placenta sponging at this corporeal form of which I am ashamed |
Basted organs |
Sebacious glands |
Cooked in a vat |
For a blood bath |
Scour away integument to reveal the fleshy tendons that I’ll |
Abrase with cholic acid and with a solvent composed of bile |
Scrub out my gullet with a pro-septic wash that will |
Erase this mired being to be drained with the rest of the swill |
Post-mortem spew and excrement garnish the mort bouillon |
Meliorated with moldered viscera in my dead body lotion |
The necro-emetic concoction, effervescing with unctuous suds |
Desoils me of my besmirched existence, submerged in a basin of blood |
Blood bath |