Whitechapel - Articulo Mortis lyrics

rate me

Bludgeoned face. Licking my fingers of decrepit funk<br />

My dear your face is so blank. Where did you get those feelings.<br />

Please don't leave help me live. Can't control myself. Dilated eyes. Pale white skin.<br />

I'm laughing in your face. Your skin entrenches me. Now you're fucking dead<br />

I can't be certain your remains will be insured. Beyond the grave is longer than you think<br />

I saw the first slut mangled in front of me<br />

Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task<br />

It wasn't long before I found myself indulging. Against my will I please myself once more<br />

Breathe. Fucking breathe. I swear you'll reap. While I sew your cunt.<br />

And now you rot...