Impaled To Die For Lyrics

To Die For Lyrics


music - Andrew LaBarre
lyrics - Ross Sewage

A liturgist in the
realm of filth and gore
Augean bard of æsculapian deviance
Fables I've
made, sick stories I've parlayed
For the rapt attention of my
heinous

Despised rottrephile, the object of my infection
A gore hound
obsessed with the extreme and obscene
In manic obesciance, I pledge my
devotion
Composing sonnets of horror for my ghoul fiend

Penny
dreadfuls are met apathetically
Asomatous, they are mere words
For a
worthy offering I need tangible death
The pen has proved fallible to the
might of the swords

For my Bathorial maiden, I'll kill and maim
For
our victims, the future proves bleak
I'll slice throats in her bloody
name
Rending other's flesh that in me is so weak

Excisions and slices
and cuts to their integument
My finesse with cutlery, she doth
inspire
Collecting a bouquet of offal, my regiment
Trophies to
admire

Dislimbed torsos and severed craniums
Disinterred innards and
human chum
Though I present this sanguine tribute
It's never enough and
still I'm rebuked

A grandiose gesture, I require for a petulent
madamned
Gutted, my entrails will be preserved in canopic
vials
Formaldehyde and alcohol are meted into jars
Lacerating
extremities, a fitting end to these trials

Incised omentum, avulsed
intestines
Abdominal evisceration, self-dissection

Mellifluent gore
is met with ennui
My tragic reward is naught but death's
kiss
Consciousness falters as blood flows from my head
Lay me down to
die, nothing is better than this