To Die For lyrics

Artist  : Impaled 
Song : To Die For



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music - Andrew LaBarre
lyrics - Ross
Sewage

A liturgist in the realm of filth
and gore
Augean bard of æsculapian
deviance
Fables I've made, sick stories I've
parlayed
For the rapt attention of my
heinous

Despised rottrephile, the object
of my infection
A gore hound obsessed with the
extreme and obscene
In manic obesciance, I
pledge my devotion
Composing sonnets of horror
for my ghoul fiend

Penny dreadfuls are met
apathetically
Asomatous, they are mere
words
For a worthy offering I need tangible
death
The pen has proved fallible to the might
of the swords

For my Bathorial maiden, I'll
kill and maim
For our victims, the future
proves bleak
I'll slice throats in her bloody
name
Rending other's flesh that in me is so
weak

Excisions and slices and cuts to
their integument
My finesse with cutlery, she
doth inspire
Collecting a bouquet of offal, my
regiment
Trophies to admire

Dislimbed
torsos and severed craniums
Disinterred
innards and human chum
Though I present this
sanguine tribute
It's never enough and still
I'm rebuked

A grandiose gesture, I require
for a petulent madamned
Gutted, my entrails
will be preserved in canopic
vials
Formaldehyde and alcohol are meted into
jars
Lacerating extremities, a fitting end to
these trials

Incised omentum, avulsed
intestines
Abdominal evisceration,
self-dissection

Mellifluent gore is met
with ennui
My tragic reward is naught but
death's kiss
Consciousness falters as blood
flows from my head
Lay me down to die, nothing
is better than this