| 8219 |
She's cool in bed, as she ought to be, cuz Ethyl's dead. |
Alice Cooper, |
Cold Ethyl |
| 8220 |
Sucking out the torn vagina, fuzz mixed with blood paraphernalia. With a body axe, she gets halved, jellied fluids and organs appear. Sack the remains in body bags, for further necrophile satisfaction. |
Visceral Evisceration, |
Gangling Menstrual Blood |
| 8221 |
Tonight nothing is too sacred we desecrate and live in sin. Inhaling the stench of rotten flesh and of burning winds. |
Bathory, |
Necromancy |
| 8222 |
Vaginal skin it's become my sexual addiction. I must slit the twitching clit, rotted cavity, hold the juice. Between the legs I love to carve, my cock is dripping with her blood. |
Cannibal Corpse, |
Addicted To Vaginal Skin |
| 8223 |
Violate your anus first, fuck your eyes out fluids burst, lubricate my growing thirst. Drill a hole right through your skull, your body's laying dead and still, pump your brain until it's full. |
Autopsy, |
A Different Kind Of Mind Fuck |
| 8224 |
What's on my mind is a hooker in an alley ditch, that hoe was dead but I still gisummed on the bitch. |
The Dayton Family, |
What's On My Mind |
| 8225 |
When the night falls in, the unknown travels from grave to grave. Untamed bestial sin, blasphemy the holy flesh. |
God Dethroned, |
Infernal Sights Of A Bloody Dawn |
| 8226 |
While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave, I have other uses for you, darling. I love the dead. |
Alice Cooper, |
I Love The Dead |