Death Reality

Butchered Souls

Death Reality


End of all 
Carving up your flesh 
Entrails fall 
Smashing/cracking limbs 

At the altar of madness 
Carving up your flesh 
Smashing heads up less 
The piece of meat is mass 

Ripped that skin and torn that flesh 
For analy addiction 
Dismembering rancid arms and legs 
By lunaticall fiction 

Butchered Souls 
Are my addiction 
Butchered souls 
For my confection 

Ones wash your hands with blood 
Take; take all of their guts 
Make; make murdering flesh 
This suffer for dying 

Ripped that skin and torn that flesh 
For analy addiction 
Dismembering rancid arms and legs 
By lunaticall fiction 

I take your arms away 
Feasting for their souls 
Am I blood and body screaming? 
Your times has come to begin the bleeding 
Butchered souls 
Butchered souls 

Feasting the blood 
Your arms are broken 
Of any kill 
What means be butchered 
Butchered Souls 
Butchered Souls 

Ripping that skin 
My hands are blood red 
Just one more kill 
Oh, we could never be 

Am I blood and also bleeding? 
Dying souls and body screaming 
After kill this 
Insight body 
Are you dying in the middle of the night? 
Are you crowling it means to stay, be blind? 

Suffocated, reconnected, cut together, kill with pleasure, 
Morbid visions, stripped and strangled 

Give me now the axe; hold your head for suffering 
Of any condemned, time for blasphemous bleeding 

What have I done?