Mortal Goregasm Lyrics

Exploring the fields
The dark fields of the mind
Nothing's enough
The only limit is your death

Sick of it all
The daily grind is not for you
Confused and consumed
The feast day will begin

When taste of blood is an orgasm
Much more stronger than the flesh
The only way to get the rapture
Mortal goregasm

Playing with fire
Walking on the razor's edge
An urge to enjoy
Through your self mutilation

An orgy in blood
Torn to pieces
Last signs of life
Of a mortal goregasm

Mortal goregasm
Beyond human limits
Mortal goregasm
The realms of death