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toecutta - much gore lyrics

[intro]
toecutta, much gore
i’m dishing [?] to your f_cking skull
so i can suck the breed of organic, while i’m patiently waiting for your corpse to inflate
[?] of gases escape from your cracked dome

[hook: toecutta (x2)]
hammer smashing wh0res’ faces
cave it in with more tension your braces tore
hammers tear away your [?] braces
bestill your little c_nt, my [?], i’m brainless
like [?] brain which i goal [?] decapitated

[verse 1: toecutta]
strapped and [?] cracked [?], you’re in for a blissful exhumation
you’re bludgeoned and pained behind these walls of enslavement
fractured faces cracked with maces
i’m shattering every fragment of this skull full of maggots
the [?] scratches ’till they hatch
bodies stashed in secret passages
within my gore lab are evoking in tombs of the mutilated mess
i sit and spit madness
while i rage your body’s battered and raped, the faceless cadaver
i see the reflection of dahmer when i’m starting to carve you
my sickness is worse than aids, c_nt, you don’t wanna catch it
i take an aim cave your face, straight in with a hatchet
faces are bashed in, and every single human interaction
watching craniums explode with lobes getting packed in
my s_xual attraction, the putrefied brains liquefied in your crushed skull
make my soul blacken as i die inside
i’m a gore junky with a deathwish
i still like rot dead flesh, i got a fetish for that sh_t
your face is defragmented and collected
i rub sh_t in the gaping wounds left like anti_septic, spreading infection
i love the blood splatters on your blue complexion
creating pretty paintings on the wall in red, when your head’s collected
i’ve gone insane, i’m using victim’s brains as fingerpaint
staring at my neighbors through skin, i’ve stretched over my new coat of paint
i just might invite one to my house for a dinner date, where death awaits them
their rightful place is on my dinner plate
i entertain demons with tunes
lay out the murdered vertebrae, wasted eternal pain
head to the furnace where i burn my pray
open the cranium and use a spoon to scoop out, serve the brains
i’m talking two meat chunks of brain matter from your sunken face

- toecutta lyrics

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