Prowling in the Gloom
Thirsting for your flesh
In your Apartment of Doom
Waiting to brutally thresh
Bizarre Faceless Maniac
with unbounded Lust
To Abduct and attack
My vows of Disgust
No rhyme or reason
for my obsession
Just an all consuming passion
for your destruction
Baited to come out by the windows
Awed by the blade of my sickle above
A scream is swiftly hushed by my black glove
Kissing her lovely neck as hot blood flows
Ceaseless carnage
splashes of artery
Exquisite hemorrhage
beyond ecstasy
supported by 6 fans who also own “Warm Lips of your Tormentor”
This is so much like Morbid Angel, it's uncanny. In fact, it's better than anything Morbid Angel has put out in years. Bone-crushing and bleak, it's reminiscent of Gateways to Annihilation. fyeahmetal