Covered With Sores - Cannibal Corpse

Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs

Blood thirsty

Ungodly

Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores

Of those I infect become my loyal servants

To ride me of my own rot

Whittling meat from the bones of the dead

Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge

The mutilated bodies I leave rotting after I

Have fucked them with my knife

Becoming a product of my own nigtmares

A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased

I hide my slobbering skin

Covered by a victims flap

I love to watch the blood ooz down the bodies stump

Like scap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side

Now revealed

Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past

Leaking membrane, consuming bodies

Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification

Spewing pus on rotted skin I celebrate my

Cruelty, boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue

Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from