Tekster:
Cannibal Corpse The Wretched Spawn

Smash his scrotum sac Altered ferociously Survived this attack Sterile now left to bleed Emptied in the crotch Gonads reduced to pulp Hateful remedy

Eyes tied tight forever Mouth wired shut forever Body parts dissever. You will see no more Never.... Lowerd into the ground You will never hear another

As I walk behind her, her scent trails me What is it that draws me neared, what could it be? Once I was normal among the sheep Now I'm immortal, in the

Horrific perception that enters the brain An abnormal psyche insanity's brain Cemented beyond immeasurable doubt Psychotic or not they need a way out

Buried waist deep, gagged and bound Piles of heads lie on the ground Executioners start to assemble Condemned man shakes with fear Doom now becoming

hate Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child The wretched spawn, inherently vile Spawn of the wretched, bred from

Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child The wretched spawn, inheretly vile Spawn of the wretched, bred from the

: Buried waist deep gagged and bound Piles of heads lie on the ground Executioners start to assemble Condemed man shakes with fear Doom now becoming

: Intestines exposed By violent thrusts The innards removes Dissecting the guts To rip through the skin Tissue and muscle Cartilage shreading