Incest Yourself Lyrics
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Album | Reflection In...(2009) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Independent |
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9. Incest Yourself (4:41)
Daddies! Daddies!
Fuck their babies
Cumming on face
And falling into abyss
Mothers! Mothers!
Look up incest of sons and fathers
I think that is grave
I want you them safe
Rot! Rot!
Going into throat
Necropedophilical like honest a god
Slaves! Slaves!
Going into graves
Loosing they brains
So jizass christ save!
Liars! Liars!
Blow up their bodies
Going down
And eating papers
Looks like money!?
Autopsy of fleshless
Autopsy of God
Autopsy of Satan
Now you see my world!
Autopsy of fleshless
Autopsy of God
Autopsy of Satan
Now you see my world!
Crowd of the crippled people
Who healthy appearance
But sick into head
Christian worm of destruction
Permission for living
But they already dead
Lottery of dead and life
Rotting mind or braining knife
Make your choice
Creating noise
Stay brutal head and have your voice!
Make your choice
Hear my voice...
Your honey wife
Now on the knife
So you at Sunday pray
When coffin fall
In dirty soil
You cursed your god
Who devoid you of all
Tie on greasy lie
I see it naked eye
Your way be sick in trust
But I want to
Kill this fast!
Fuck their babies
Cumming on face
And falling into abyss
Mothers! Mothers!
Look up incest of sons and fathers
I think that is grave
I want you them safe
Rot! Rot!
Going into throat
Necropedophilical like honest a god
Slaves! Slaves!
Going into graves
Loosing they brains
So jizass christ save!
Liars! Liars!
Blow up their bodies
Going down
And eating papers
Looks like money!?
Autopsy of fleshless
Autopsy of God
Autopsy of Satan
Now you see my world!
Autopsy of fleshless
Autopsy of God
Autopsy of Satan
Now you see my world!
Crowd of the crippled people
Who healthy appearance
But sick into head
Christian worm of destruction
Permission for living
But they already dead
Lottery of dead and life
Rotting mind or braining knife
Make your choice
Creating noise
Stay brutal head and have your voice!
Make your choice
Hear my voice...
Your honey wife
Now on the knife
So you at Sunday pray
When coffin fall
In dirty soil
You cursed your god
Who devoid you of all
Tie on greasy lie
I see it naked eye
Your way be sick in trust
But I want to
Kill this fast!
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Reflection In... - Lyrics
Reflection In... - Album Credits
Members
- Nikita Valdaev : Drums
- Alexey Martynov : Guitars
- Alexey Samartsev : Bass
- Alexey Pankov : Vocals
- Yaroslav Kostetsky : Guitars
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