INHERIT DISEASE lyrics : "Pleasures Of Lunacy"
Missing her ##&*%$ when she died
No other body part would suffice
Cunt hunting my gruesome vice
Collector of labia
Large and small
Young and old
Warm and cold
Sever the divine morsels in meticulous fashions
The man with the most ##&*%$ is my ultimate passion
Dissector of ##&*%$
An expert
Grave robber
(*##$ torture
Dig her up nice and ripe
Scalpel, scissors, hands
Kill my own, I don't mind
She doesn't have a chance
Manicured beef curtains
Cleverly combined
Fabricate a necklace
Gratifying prize
Recto ##&*%$l gouging
Flawless vaginectomy
My obsession is my twisted reality
Sever the labia cured and tanned
Sickening pillage
##&*%$ inspector Labia collector
Dehydration of ##&*%$l castration
##&*%$l thievery pleasures of lunacy
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