Whitechapel - Festering Fiesta lyrics
[Whitechapel - Festering Fiesta lyrics]
Staring at the remnants of the
Concoction of viral fluid
My appetite is repulsive nonetheless
I still pursue
I'm basking in the glory I have so desired
I confer your presentation you've bestowed
Rusted tools rusted tools excising
Rotting dead rusted tools excising
Rotting dead
With your corpse I lay caressing
My fun is done, it's time to send you back
I'll slam it six feet deep closer to Hell
Descending back into your grave
You've been dismembered, molested, and maimed
(and maimed)
I can breathe again, erection wearing thin
Looking through the eyes of a necromaniac
A schizophrenic being uniting the dead
A post-mortem oath inscribed on your back
With this oath, I've claimed your head
Morbid desires finally fulfilled
Returning to the grave for a second course
Vile stench of dessication
Forming in my nodes
Chainsaw raping bloated carcass
Hacked to pieces necromaniac
Concoction of viral fluid
My appetite is repulsive nonetheless
I still pursue
I'm basking in the glory I have so desired
I confer your presentation you've bestowed
Rusted tools rusted tools excising
Rotting dead rusted tools excising
Rotting dead
With your corpse I lay caressing
My fun is done, it's time to send you back
I'll slam it six feet deep closer to Hell
Descending back into your grave
You've been dismembered, molested, and maimed
(and maimed)
I can breathe again, erection wearing thin
Looking through the eyes of a necromaniac
A schizophrenic being uniting the dead
A post-mortem oath inscribed on your back
With this oath, I've claimed your head
Morbid desires finally fulfilled
Returning to the grave for a second course
Vile stench of dessication
Forming in my nodes
Chainsaw raping bloated carcass
Hacked to pieces necromaniac