Whitechapel - Articulo Mortis Lyrics

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Whitechapel Lyrics

Articulo Mortis Lyrics

Bludgeoned face. Licking my fingers of decrepit funk
My dear your face is so blank. Where did you get those feelings.
Please donít leave help me live. Canít control myself. Dilated eyes. Pale white skin.
Iím laughing in your face. Your skin entrenches me. Now youíre fucking dead
I canít be certain your remains will be insured. Beyond the grave is longer than you think
I saw the first slut mangled in front of me
Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task
It wasnít long before I found myself indulging. Against my will I please myself once more
Breathe. Fucking breathe. I swear youíll reap. While I sew your cunt.
And now you rotÖ

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