Blood Of Whore Lyrics
coming from you to memaking me completely downwhen money were in the airyou were like a bitchIt is enough of mortificationrepulsing a sex with mecertainly someone elsewill fuck you to the core ...but now few things will changecause I have decidedBlood of whoreGod Bless this GoreBlood of whoreGod Bless this GoreThe knife is not just kitchen instrumentit can be a part of your bodyI can see your skin of beautypruned of the piece after pieceNo more smiling facejust suffering masknow you'd like to get my remissionno way - it is too latenow I have to finish this actCrying screaming bloody goreshit comes from you whileanother shoot is doneyour hair aglutinated by bloodfalling in your face coldyou are dying !Shooting cutting blood spatteringthe floor has changedinto sea of bloodfinally you are fallen downI feel greatI will give you a last chance..You may die !!!Blood of whoreGod Bless this Gore
Fleshless Blood Of Whore
