Interpret:

Cannibal Corpse

Album:

Tomb Of The Mutilated

Suffering my only need now is to hang 
the rope does swing, hanging from the darkened ceiling 
Strangling, dangling from my twisted spine 
I knew I would enjoy death more than life 
My lids close tight, but the light blinds my eyes 
My body grows cold - my cock becomes erect 


Watching over my dead shell, from beyond in my own hell 
Caught between life and death, even though my body's dead 
I still feel the touch of flesh 
Given the choice to die or live dead 
Purgatory my damnation 
Climaxing at the resurrection 
Adipocere spurts from my er****** 


Manifested in my rotted body 
Unpure spirit, dead among mortals 
I have risen from self-murder 
Only to rot and kill 
to break the necks of young women 
their cunts my pus will fill 
Acid burning through her crotch 
I baptise her face with my rot 
Then venom foams from her throat 
On my discharge she will choke 


Pulsation, my heart begins to beat 
Heaving, goiters start to secrete 
caustic odor, steaming gruel 
wallow in my infected drool 


Swollen pusing gashes 
Start to reek 


Puncture wounds in the back 
hacked up limbs, bones now crack 
Skin fillet from your face 
Breasts gounged out 
I fuck with your chest