Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Senile Decay, artist - Venom. Date of issue: 28.02.2005
Song language: English
Senile Decay |
| Tearing at it’s boney face |
| It lifts it’s wretched hand |
| And tells a tale of history |
| In hell lifes contraband |
| Putrid smells pour from it’s lips |
| It’s eyes begin to bleed |
| Lost elixir of life |
| Baby maggots feed |
| It’s a creature loved by children |
| Oh if they could know the hell |
| Hair reclining life declining |
| Vomits at it’s own sweet smell |
| Laughing at it’s ripe melasma |
| Skin begins to rot and peel |
| Graveolent dry catamenia |
| Open wounds that never heal |
| Losing all it’s sense of senses |
| Dyspnoea closing in |
| Waiting for it’s day of judgement |