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Broken Hope Swamped In Gore

see heaven or hell, Death has given a cursed touch, A cold casket you externally clutch Claustrophobic Agnostic Dead! Externally, trying to break but there's no hope

, Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw, Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood, gore, viscera

Gore hog brings death! Tusks... Soaked with warm blood... Immense pig of doom... Snout basted with gore. Tusks disembowel... Entrails pulled out Blood

and guts run in pain so infernal Hopelessly swamped in gore Pathetically swamped in gore Horribly swamped in gore Gloriously swamped in gore, gore, gore, gore

and guts run in pain so infernal Hopelessly swamped in gore Pathetically swamped in gore Horribly swamped in gore Gloriously swamped in gore, gore, gore, gore

and guts run in pain so infernal Hopelessly swamped in gore Pathetically swamped in gore Horribly swamped in gore Gloriously swamped in gore, gore, gore, gore

Most think when death comes, That spirits are judged, These cheap beliefs can bum in hell, Hopeless truth dying time comith, Spirits become my prey,

beast, Intestines I find are hard to chew through, a tug of war as I pull, stretch, and gnaw, Digestive juices somewhat scald my palate, blood, gore,

or hell, Death has given a cursed touch, A cold casket you externally clutch [chorus] Claustrophobic Agnostic [4X] DEAD ! Externally, trying to break but there's no hope