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Exhumed

[musick & lyrixxx - Matt Harvey, 1998] From deep in the vault comes the sound of flesh cleaving, Limbs are sawed off as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi

to deserve this, A corpse dead to rights will undergo this rigorous trashing, Selecting the tomb of the poor stiff that tonight I will be thrashing... Exhumed

[Sarcofago Cover] [musick & lyrixxx - Sarcofago, 1989] Inside my freedom I'm slaved By those tastes of lust and evil I cannot escape I ever hear a

To have and to hold after death`s done its part In a grave lying cold there remains my heart In sickness and stealth I come for conjugal exhumation Disinterring

[musick & lyrixxx - Matt Harvey, 1993] Churning and warm, your insides I gnaw, I dribble and fuss over the bubbling pus... Masticate the foaming carnage

A crush course through your cranium Trial and error, wear and tear, through your cerebellum Hacking - slashing Saw through bone, tear through gristle

[musick & lyrixxx - Ross Sewage, 1998] Observing the forensic dissection, Espying the splayed chest cavity, His abberant sexual stimuli, The grotesquely

Suffering intolerably from bladder irritability, Emitting septic belches, pungent septic funk, Unable to function because of bowel flaccidity, Interruption

thrash The cold, hard ground I hack and slash Coffins torns apart like trash Six feet closer to your doom From this grave I will exhume Horrid flesh