In Voluptate Mors

Текст песни Hiroshima Will Burn - In Voluptate Mors

In Voluptate Mors LyricsHe wears their skin as robes on his own throne of abomination
His sexual exploration transcends the morgue
Where his victims are destined to be
Skinning his filthy lambs to satisfy his primordial needs
To cover his flesh with that of human veil
His frustration grows and so does his anger
Into desperation he falls
And into vanity asunder
Throughout his breathless stare
He caresses her delicate hide
Bloated corpses litter the country side
Leaving no trace of the killer's mark
Their fleshless bodies turning a pale grey
Left for days for the worms to feast
In Voluptate Mors
Clawing her way up the steep walls
Of mud, brick and stone
Only to find the fingernails
Of those who remain unknown
In the calm musings of his cracked teeth lies an undying malice
And a serpent like tongue
Slithering back and forth
There lies In Voluptate Mors
Beg. For your life
You fucking cunt
Beg. For your life
Flowing rivers of flesh festers on his bones. Unashamed
Lured into a false sense of security
As if he were the innocent one
Her bleeding heart reeks of disgust
He can already taste her stench
His eyes were wide and bloodshot
Her life will cease upon the end