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Polkadot Cadaver lyrics : "Slaughterhouse Striptease"

This flesh palace is beginning to rot
Raw meat and bones in a boiling pot
Love profane, clog the drain purging my sins

The butchers at the chopping block. Shall we begin?

Death, murder, famine fill the emptiness inside of me

Television, politician, monkey brain lobotomy.
A deviant welcome to all new arrivals.
A slaughterhouse striptease. A game of survival.


I will leave the light on for you


Now your naked, hung up to dry
Dripping red roses in house full of flies
It's a thrill ride, the time of your life

Come in, take a step a little deeper inside

Dressed as a clown, I'm the master macabre

Sadistic, drunk, bloated, nihilist slob
You can't deny me, you can't even fake it
Handcuffed, turned around, bend over and take it

Laying on a deathbed, tied up in vines
Cut from the fabric in a room full of knives.
Shell shocked and writhing, foam at the mouth

Eat you alive till I'm 6 feet down

Now your naked, hung up to dry

Dripping red roses in house full of flies
It's a thrill ride, the time of your life
Come in, take a step a little deeper inside


Wails and moans and prison cries
Echo in the dark recesses of my mind

You approach me peeling off your disguise
In this den of iniquity the sun don't shine


Begging for forgiveness at your alter

Begging for forgiveness at your alter


Now your naked, hung up to dry
Dripping red roses in house full of flies

It's a thrill ride, the time of your life
Come in, take a step a little deeper inside


Wails and moans and prison cries
You approach me peeling off your disguise
It's a thrill ride, the time of your life

In this den of iniquity the sun don't shine

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