Septic Soul

Angels

Septic Soul


My soul was filled with all that hatred 
'Couse of all these years and days I waited 
That man admitted that they're weak 
And not a match to defeat 
They say that we're guardians 
But when our puppet lost There chance 
We eat there bodies an intestines 
What difference is a human less 

Cold, warm, fresh or rotten 
Tomorrow it will all be forgotten 
The sweet taste Pleasures my tong 
But still the Christians say it's wrong 
What we do may be primitive 
But flesh makes us longer live 
And this may not look to kind 
I'll eat thy brain that keeps his mind 

Your life has been a total waste 
I hope your body's flesh will taste 
Intestines, liver and your Face 
I'll eat all that belongs to your race 

God forbid what Dead men says 
Angels eat human flesh 

The bible is thy wise mans word 
He'll say to you, this never accord 
But it did and you did see 
That our flesh feast made us free 
Jesus said his blood was wine 
And his flesh, a cookie of some kind 
You wonder why we eat your limb 
Well we never had thy chance to eat him 

Your life has been a total waste 
I hope your body's flesh will taste 
Intestines, liver and your Face 
I'll eat all that belongs to your race 

God forbid what Dead men says 
Angels eat human flesh 

Your life has been a total waste 
I hope your body's flesh will taste 
Intestines, liver and your Face 
I'll eat all that belongs to your race 

God forbid what Dead men says 
Angels eat human flesh