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the abortionist - exhume كلمات الأغنية

porcelain
disease grows
from the dirt, shadows cast on dying light
sacrifice
dormant life
lift your head, rise, rise

with an inhumane injection, your eyes open wide
lungs collapse then fill with a harrowing cry
convulsions feeding ecstasy, screams ring divine
rise from the dead… rise!
o ye, pale one, ye o’ meager faith
florescence merely glistens off intravenous affixed in place
oh once stiffened, now how your fluids course
your corpse exhumed to breath again, for i am your god, “reborn”

how curious the fingernails persist to grow
rigid and rigor, through centuries bestowed
how curious the knell seems to silently sound
your feeble bones sing the most grating rounds
it’s nothing short of profound; i can’t help but smile my child

o ye, cold one, ye o’ fleeting faith
your filth_coated sheets unwilling separate of fetid flesh, plucked from the earth aborted one

no longer sentenced to your stiff absolution
with great pleasure, at last we have met
your static gaze, through cataract obstruction
i shall teach you to walk again

yet, you are nothing to me
just festering cavities of cancerous malady
tepid holes to be torn open phallically
your flesh to savor l_stfully, your gold to swipe perpetually

with an inhumane injection, your eyes shift abound
lungs collapse and fill with a fluidic brown
convulsions turn to shock as your brain surely drowns
you’re as dead as the weed i had torn from the ground
rigor returns, your chest locks, i’ve miscarried you son
o ye, pale one, i’ve relished in your fetor
no god could squander such fortune
in hatred, eternally we will… rot
rot

- the abortionist

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