Reforged in Gore Lyrics

Erased from existence
Deceased bitch is what the letter said
Hence I commence my masterwork
With surgical precision
The naked cold flesh brings forth
The inspiration that i need
My infatuation for the abnormal
Shows me no boundaries
This dead piece of contorted
Flesh serves me pleasure my eyes are open
Tickling my fantasies in ways no living can
Force myself into her flesh with a knife
First I split open her chest
Bend it all the way back
Fixating the new born wings
Drilling holes through the bones
Then I attach a bifurcated child
Into the extraction hole made in her stomach
I then insert a new rib cage
I sew it to the spinal cord
Monstrosity perfection
Crucify onto the wall
In lament her soul lies
Her cries were all in vain
My master piece is now complete
A screaming mother Jesus