Ripping Corpse

Ripping Corpse - Sweetness lyrics

rate me

weetness, can't you smell the sweetness?

My penchant for slicing flesh

You'd bear no witness

My sickness

A most foul sickness

The odor of death still clings to me

So sweetly

Too sweetly

Living canvas just scream and scream

For the last and the only son of divine sickness

I carve flowers in their flesh

I always mourn for their deaths

To see a fragile canvas rot and wither to dust

The sweetest sweet scent of their fresh let blood

Utter revulsion for what I've done

This gross repugnant mission is my cross to bear

My strength is in their pain

Pure hate, pure hate

Sacred yet profane

Ordained, ordained

My life has taken this vicious turn

An absurd icon that you might learn

That flesh is weak

A soul maligned you cannot trust

Because hiding behind a pleasant smile

Can be a tormented mind defiled

Natured in a world that cultures hate

[Lead: Shaune]

My sensitivity

My brutality

It's all relative

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