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THE FATHER OF HORRORS
I can taste the agony
And it tastes like blood
I can taste the ecstasy
And it tastes like blood
Sacrifice everything that you are
The second coming of penance stares
Kneel before the father of horrors
And breathe new life into your nightmares
Scornful sacrilegious offerings
Paraded in the rear of the hearse
Given to the father of horrors
Take the blessing disguised as a curse
I said the dead grinded to a paste ingested and fed
To the lord abhored in graveyard leathers, adorned
With scisms of exorcism trapped in the heart of darkest prisms
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
I can taste the tragedy
And it tastes like blood
I can taste my destiny
And it tastes like blood
Cemetery dancers so macabre
Giving my boomstick succulent head
Bobbing for the father of horrors
Celebrating the recently dead
With your hands, clawing through the hard dirt
Splinter the coffin and lay with me
Awaken the father of horrors
Reveling in the chorus of your screams
I said the dead grinded to a paste ingested and fed
To the lord abhored in graveyard leathers, adorned
With scisms of exorcisms trapped in the heart of darkest prisms
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
Harrow the hollow empty graves
For we have risen for this night
I am beset by enemies
But I will not let them die
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
I WANT YOU RAW
THE FATHER OF HORRORS
HAS COME TO EAT YOU TOO
And it tastes like blood
I can taste the ecstasy
And it tastes like blood
Sacrifice everything that you are
The second coming of penance stares
Kneel before the father of horrors
And breathe new life into your nightmares
Scornful sacrilegious offerings
Paraded in the rear of the hearse
Given to the father of horrors
Take the blessing disguised as a curse
I said the dead grinded to a paste ingested and fed
To the lord abhored in graveyard leathers, adorned
With scisms of exorcism trapped in the heart of darkest prisms
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
I can taste the tragedy
And it tastes like blood
I can taste my destiny
And it tastes like blood
Cemetery dancers so macabre
Giving my boomstick succulent head
Bobbing for the father of horrors
Celebrating the recently dead
With your hands, clawing through the hard dirt
Splinter the coffin and lay with me
Awaken the father of horrors
Reveling in the chorus of your screams
I said the dead grinded to a paste ingested and fed
To the lord abhored in graveyard leathers, adorned
With scisms of exorcisms trapped in the heart of darkest prisms
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
Harrow the hollow empty graves
For we have risen for this night
I am beset by enemies
But I will not let them die
I WANT YOU RAW
A little nibble will not suffice
Splinter the bone, a worthy sacrifice
YOU WANT ME RAW
The spittle dribbles on the marrow
As we feed the maggots of tomorrow
I WANT YOU RAW
THE FATHER OF HORRORS
HAS COME TO EAT YOU TOO
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