| Welcome to my beautiful creation where the carcasses of children suspend
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| This is my slaughterhouse of sadistic faith; |
| the divine cathedral of foetal skin
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| Welcome to my beautiful creation: the divine cathedral of sin
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| Witness my homage to perfection — an everlasting tomb of perversion
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| Each pelt branded with the symbol of God
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| Skin dried… the raw hide entwined
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| The hooks slip through their soft, supple heads
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| One by one I grab them from the heap
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| Flayed 'til they’re skinless, lifeless, lubricated
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| The echo of their screams sing like a gospel melody
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| My mind paints a glorious picture
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| As I take these lifeless children hand in hand and glide across the cathedral
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| floor…
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| A vulgar distraction
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| My insanity morphs this reality; |
| a malevolent enlightenment
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| Come upon the chapel where the stench of flesh is arousing
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| The children’s screams peak through the floorboards
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| Erect as I walk through this manor of sin, the evisceration begins
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| The conveyor belt slowly descends to harvest the purest meat for this sacred
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| feast
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| This vile incarnate, we gag and suffocate only to crave rape, dissect and
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| mutilate
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| Hell confined within the cathedral of sin
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| The evisceration begins
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| The conveyor belt slowly descends to harvest the purest meat for this sacred
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| feast
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| This vile incarnate, we gag and we suffocate only to crave rape,
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| dissect and mutilate
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| Dissect and mutilate
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| The children’s screams peak through the floorboards
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| Erect as I walk through this manor of sin
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| The conveyor belt still descends
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| Skinless foetus
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| Pelt of newborn flesh
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| Masturbating in a pelt of innocent flesh while beating this severed foetus sack
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| Drenched in anal leakage, this mess is putrid
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| Menstrual infatuation
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| As I force this infant period I have created with my own fist
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| In an effort to taste her reproductive system
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| Between my filthy, crooked teeth
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| The hooks slip through their soft, supple heads
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| One by one I grab them from the heap
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| Flayed 'til they’re skinless, lifeless, lubricated
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| The echo of their screams sing like a gospel melody
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| Conscious and innocent, the dwindling living serve but one desire:
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| orgasmic satisfaction
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| Forced toddler insemination
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| Witness my homage to rape
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| Each pelt branded with the symbol of God
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| I am the priest of infanticide
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| Welcome to my hell |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pelt of Innocent Flesh , by - Infant Annihilator. Song from the album The Elysian Grandeval Galèriarch, in the genre