Festering Fiesta Lyrics - Whitechapel

Staring at the remnants of the concoction of viral fluid 

My appetite is repulsive nonetheless I still pursue 

I'm basking in the glory I have so desired 

I confer your presentation you've bestowed 

Rusted tools excising rotting dead 

With your corpse I lay caressing 

My fun is done. It's time to send you back 

I'll slam it six feet deep closer to hell 

Descending back into your grave 

You've been dismembered. Molested. And maimed 

I can breathe again. Erection wearing thin 

Looking through the eyes of a necromaniac 

A schizophrenic being uniting the dead 

A post-mortem oath inscribed on your back 

With this oath I've claimed your head 

Morbid desires. Finally fulfilled. 

Returning to the grave for a second course 

Vile stench of dessication forming in my nodes 

Chainsaw raping 

Bloated carcass 

Hacked to pieces 

Necromaniac 

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