Ripping Corpse - Glorious Depravity lyrics

rate me

here's a house on a bleak New England lane

Standing in contempt of our disdain

Hidden beneath it's aged floors

Lies a best forgotten door

That leads to

Decrepit steps, wretched depths

Deep horrors left unquestioned

Perverted forms in gleeful scorn

Of things human an dreverential

Reptilian skins writhe in sin

Forsake humanity for bestiality

Sickening shapes, aberrations

Intensified by generations

Tongues flagellating, bodies undulating

In an orgy of glorious depravity

Perversions slithering, morals withering

In an orgy of glorious depravity

There's a house on a bleak New England lane

Standing in contempt of our disdain

Hidden beneath it's aged floors

Lies a best well forgotten door