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Head On a Spike
04:06
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TOOLED UP, WITH AXE AND HATCHET…. THINKING OF THE FUN I’LL HAVE
DAY DREAMS OF DECAPITATION…. CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOUR HEAD ON A SPIKE
TOOLED UP, WITH AXE AND HATCHET…. THINKING OF THE FUN I’LL HAVE
DAY DREAMS OF DECAPITATION…. CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOUR HEAD…. ON A SPIKE
ON A SPIKE,
ON A SPIKE
BIND YOUR HANDS; PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE…. SEE THE HORROR ON YOUR FACE
ONE GOOD SWING, THE KIND I LIKE…. CAN’T WAIT TO HAVE YOUR HEAD ON A SPIKE
BIND YOUR HANDS; PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE…. SEE THE HORROR ON YOUR FACE
ONE GOOD SWING, THE KIND I LIKE…. CAN’T WAIT TO HAVE YOUR HEAD….ON A SPIKE
ON A SPIKE
ON A SPIKE
ON A SPIKE
LOOK THERE THE CHOPPING BLOCK DOTH LOOM
AN ABHORRENT SYMBOL OF YOUR DOOM
THE SEVERED FLESH, BLED FOR DAYS…. FULFILLED IN OH SO MANY WAYS
BEHEADING CUNTS IS WHAT I LIKE…. SO GLAD TO SEE YOUR HEAD..
..ON A SPIKE
FOR YOU THE CHOPPING BLOCK WAS DOOM…. REMOVED FROM MORTAL COIL TOO SOON
HEAD ON A SPIKE, LET’S FIND A PLACE…. TO SHOW THE WORLD YOUR LIIFELESS FACE#
DECAPITATING’S WHAT I LIKE….I’M PLEASED TO HAVE YOUR HEAD….
ON A SPIKE.
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Own
05:23
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MADNESS…. I TEETER ON THE EDGE,
STARING INTENTLY…. INTO THE ABYSS,
CAN I COME BACK…. OR AM I TOO FAR GONE?
HELPLESS…. NO HOPE FOR ME NOW,
IF I STEP OUT…. I’LL FALL FOREVER,
DOWN INTO DARKNESS…. TO THE END OF FEAR,
MADDENING…. I FALL INTO A VOID,
STARING INTENTLY…. INTO THE ABYSS.
I HATE WITH RAGE,
I BURN WITH FURY,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
I HATE WITH RAGE,
I BURN WITH FURY,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK.
GO NOW…. I TAKE MY FIRST STEP BACK,
MY VISION…. I SEE YOUR FORM,
JUST HELP ME OVER…. SO I CAN TOUCH YOUR FACE,
TIL THEN…. WITH YOU THERE’S ALWAYS HOPE,
KEEP HOPE…. FOR I’D HATE TO LOSE YOU,
COZ HERE IN THE DARKNESS…. YOU ARE MY ONLY LIGHT,
I KEEP YOUR BODY…. TO LEAN AGAINST,
AND HERE IN YOUR COLD ARMS…. I FEEL INSTANT BLISS.
YOU PULL ME BACK….
YOU PULL ME BACK….
YOU PULL ME BACK….
YOU PULL ME BACK.
I HATE WITH RAGE,
I BURN WITH FURY,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
I HATE WITH RAGE,
I BURN WITH FURY,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK,
BUT THEN A SOFT VOICE PULLS ME BACK….
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Eviscerated Female Form
04:31
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KNIFE IN DEEP, TOUCHING BONE
TWIST THE BLADE SO THE WOUNDS DON’T CLOSE
STAB THE WHORE, IN HER THROAT
WATCH HER CHOKE ON HER BLOOD
CUT INTO SKIN, PEELING IT BACK
COLLAPSE;I WATCH HER BLEED OUT
BONES STRIPPED OF FLESH, HAMMER IN HAND
I POUND THE BONES INTO DUST
OPEN HER UP, I FUCK HER GUTS
NOTHING COMES CLOSE TO PSYCHOTIC BLOODLUST
EVISCERATED FEMALE FORM
I HAVE A TASTE OF HER MEAT
I GNAW ON GRISTLE AND BONE
SHE’S JUST A PILE OF QUIVERING MESS
IF I HAD THE TIME OVER, I’D KILL HER AGAIN
FORMALDEHYDE AND PARTS IN JARS
I LEAVE THE REST OUT ROTTING
ANOTHER VICTIM, OPEN AND DEAD
MY URGE TO KILL, IS NOW AT AN END
EVISCERATED FEMALE FORM
SITTING ON THE FLOOR WITH YOUR REMAINS
YOUR PISS, YOUR SHIT, YOUR BLOOD
SITTING ON THE FLOOR, WITH YOUR REMAINS
YOUR PISS, YOUR SHIT, YOUR BLOOD
EVISCERATED FEMALE FORM
CUT LEFT, CUT RIGHT, INSIDES ESCAPE YOU
YOUR WOUNDS, SO DEEP, I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
EVISCERATED FEMALE FORM
OOOHHH!!
CUT LEFT, CUT RIGHT, INSIDES ESCAPE YOU
YOUR WOUNDS, SO DEEP, I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
EVISCERATE
EVISCERATE
EVISCERATED
EVISCERATED
EVISCERATE
EVISCERATE
EVISCERATED FEMALE FORM
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Thy Demise Workington, UK
Thy Demise were founded in 2013. A five piece Death Metal group from the west cumbrian towns of Workington, Whitehaven and
Carlisle, Cumbria, United Kingdom.
Members: Gwyn Bevan Williams - Bass, Ian Armstrong - Guitars, Justin Gilchrist - Drums, Tomasz Popowicz - Guitars, Mark Pardy - Vox,
All original music.
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