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demonik exorcist - putrid purification كلمات أغنية

[intro: john ryder (rutger hauer)]
you wanna know what happens to an eyeball when it gets punctured? do you got any idea how much blood jets out of a guy’s neck when his throat’s been slit?

[verse 1: demonik exorcist]
represent the darkest depths that crept into your mind
and cook it up just like a zombie chef
many intestines ’bout to cap
broken t__th get swept
sheep went into the wolves that once slept
out to get a rep, so i collect that set when y’all cheaters
step to [the neglect?], any he hit thе spine when i’m on set
my horrorcorе concepts snap your mind while i remove your recebral cortex
this demonic vortex is what’s next when i drink blood from necks
i keep it all in motherf_ckin’ check
hit the motherf_ckin’ deck ’cause i got more steel than a tec
you subject to the venom that i must inject
i must dissect your entrails as i ressurrect
i disconnect heads and you’re just content
that this [?] sh_t’s bred so f_ckin’ perfect
i infect what you just invest like a pesty insect
best bet i need a handjob
more severed arms and i’ll intercept
you met your maker and that you can’t intercept
i’ll inject your sh_tty mixtape and leave you in debt
i confess that i love to digest on the regurgitated flesh
i’m wearing v_g_n_l mesh on my face
it’s a new mask that i made fresh from the motherf_ckin’ human waste and all the skin that i undress
[chorus: demonik exorcist]
my f_ckin’ [?]
[?]
putrid purification

[verse 2: demonik exorcist]
blood rains from these motherf_ckin’ poisoned skies
bloodstains on motherf_ckin’ bedsheets as you die
this motherf_ckin’ world with fl!cks of blood from tears you motherf_ckin’ cry
i don’t know why i feel the motherf_ckin’ need to cook your tongue with the stir fry
your lungs and heart stand real high
from the chains of my hate, you can try to escape
but i think i’m just getting at motherf_ckin’ rape
achoo! f_ckin’ ate, tossed finger salad off my plate
i will erradicate any thoughts you try to manipulate
as fate reads a passage inside your gutted midsection real late
blood clogs, you ain’t sh_t, pentagram in figure eights
i lubricate my werewolf d_ck with the guts from my dead soulmate
then violently f_ck a corpse i attempted to impregnant
this motherf_ckin’ boxcutter is great to cut up your f_ckin’ face
you f_ckin’ fake, i’m motherf_ckin’ irate
it’s too late to apologize at h_ll’s motherf_ckin’ gate
suffocate and await death as it climbs, the murder rate
i radiate radioactive waves and contaminate my s_x slaves
with the vomit that i regurgitate
motherf_ckers will be used as bait
while i’m gainin’ fish in every f_ckin’ state
deviated as the souls i’m about to eliminate
now bow to the motherf_ckin’ dark lord as i violate a victim with a motherf_ckin’ wooden stake
[chorus: demonik exorcist]
my f_ckin’ [?]
[?]

{verse 3: brutalness jm]
i chop the bodies into pieces
even though they’re covered in feces
it doesn’t bother me at all
and it’s a very good call
i’m obsessed with your body parts
just like how i love your hearts
i wanna make your body mine
[throw the?] hate in the f_ckin’ line
don’t you f_cking move
and i don’t wanna see your groove
i’m not even interested b_tch
why are you a deep anorexic dish?
and now you f_cking know why
you should also know when you’re high
get ready to f_cking die
i don’t care, anyone cries
you can do it all you want to
i know you’re feeling blue
but the worst is yet to come
it’s really where it’s from
i know you’re f_cking dumb
and i’ll make you feel numb
then i’ll start to cut you up into slices
then cut you again into dices
i’ll put your pieces in the table
then f_ck them as i’m able
so i throw it on a plate
i might as well eat ’em when it’s late
i don’t care what’s the time
or even what’s the crime
’cause your body’s torn apart
like a very gruesome art
[outro: demonik exorcist]
[?]

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