[00:00.000] 作曲 : Chris Barnes/Bob Rusay/Alex Webster/Paul Mazurkiewicz[00:25.208]Suffering my only need, now to hang[00:27.816]Rope does swing, hanging from the darkened ceiling[00:30.439]Strangling, dangling from my twisted spine[00:32.505]Knew I would enjoy death more than life[00:35.152]My lids close tight, but the light blinds my eyes[00:38.534]My body grows cold, my **** becomes erect[00:41.386][00:57.061]Watching over my dead shell, from beyond in my own hell[00:59.126]Caught between life and death, even though my body's dead[01:01.970]I still feel the touch of flesh, given the choice to die or live dead[01:04.849]Purgatory, my damnation, ******ing at the resurrection[01:07.706]Adipocere spurts from my ********[01:12.153][01:18.172]Manifested in my rotted body[01:20.523]Unpure spirit, dead among mortals[01:23.652]I have risen from self-murder only to rot and kill[01:27.303]To break the necks of young women, ***** my pus will fill[01:30.450]Acid burning through her ******, baptise her face with my rot[01:33.843]Venom foams from her throat, on my discharge she will choke[01:37.243][01:53.888]Pulsation, heart begins to beat[01:56.226]Heaving, goiters start to secrete[01:59.612]Caustic odor, steaming gruel[02:02.770]Wallow in my infected drool[02:06.148][02:27.275]Swollen pusing gashes[02:39.582]Start to reek[02:46.872][02:52.361]Puncture wounds in the back[02:54.165]Hacked up limbs, bones now crack[02:56.534]Skin fillet from your face[02:59.098]Breasts gounged out[03:00.653]I **** with your chest