"Blood Fixing The Bled" lyrics - ABORTED

Rancour fed

Oligophrenic lunacy
Roams my mind
Impaling reason
Misanthropy to matrimonial extent

Her blood sweats fever
Filth to be ripped from the womb
My urges exposed
My thrill to come shifts reason at sight of my tools

Rancour fed
Her blood to be bled
Orchestral feed
A foul symphony

The unbecoming
Life's fluid drained to a sonnet
Reaching the climax
Death ascending to be consumed

Death bed stained, exfoliate
Dislimbed torsos, canvas of me
Sewing the ends, limb from limb
Blood fixing the bled, science as a tray
Sewing the ends, resuscitate
Cult of the inanimate
Blood fixing the bled, reanimate
Limb to limb, canvas of me
Death bed stained, resuscitate

The unbecoming
Life's fluid restored with regret
Reaching the climax
The outcome of death undone
Death transcending
Rigor mortis is removed
Blood fixing the bled
Open the brothel of the exhumed

Rancour fed
Her blood to be bled
Orchestral feed
A foul symphony

Necrotomy of the decayed
Resurgence from the grave
Blood fixing the bled
Engineer of the dead

Rancour fed
Her blood to be bled
Orchestral feed
A foul symphony