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A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell Hidden of the prying eyes' curiosity experimental surgery made him what he is today His head is rotting but his body lives on as a worthless vegetable Unknown to mankind, the incredible power of his mind
Hideous heredity, genetic imbalance, resorting to cannibalism A feast begins as the patients skull is cracked open like a walnut Brains devoured in a frenzied slaughter, thirst for gore nothing more Bile is dripping, puss from wounds, as the coroner drinks it down
The sights before your eyes you can't describe A trip through this living hell will rot away your skull
Genital lasceration, anal asphyxiation Blockage of bowel passage, defication, haemmorhage Cadaverous mutalation, metamorphial radiation Devourance of arteries, decapitated extremeties Cranial excavation, cerebral liquidation Brain turned to soup, ears are dripping goop
Slimy, cozing, dripping puss, torn out Fingernails starting to fuss Shredded cartilage victim lies Eyes sockets, but no eyes Miles of intestines strewn all about, Facial features strickened with gout Hanging bodies dripping with blood The blackned fluid sinks in the mud
A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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