The Misshapen Horror Lyrics
lest our voices be heard above the dinof an unnatural birth,a birth of many generations at onceand we it's keepers watchthis horror from below take form...Dare we say,we consecrate this union of manured fleshupon which boils lesterand on opening, the sores reveal "children",umbilical cords receiving liquid filthan act somewhat obscane...And so,slowly they scatteraway from their blemished "nests"-oftspring born inside outmoist organs adorning breast and torsoand from their bowels they nurse...So what purpose would these serve?A creature which mates itselfand spawns visceral demons!Dare we say,there's to be a change in the food chain-caveat...
Nuclear Death The Misshapen Horror
