Postmortem Torturing

from Somatic Death by Fatal Sacrament

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lyrics

Obsessing over blood, turning bones into dust.
After present-death, that is when the fun begins.
Sickened by life, when there's light inside the eyes.
Damaging the corpse, bound and beating out frustration.

Hemorrhagic staining on the corpses bone.
Finding love and pleasure in Postmortem Torture.
Blunt force trauma, on the cartilage.
Skeletal damage is happening.

Bounding and sinning, in the name of Christ.
You will be whipped and beaten every night.
What's left of your corpse, mutilated right.
There is no shame in fornicating life.
Savagely tearing, at your throat and eyes.
Satan is laughing as your soul dies.

Possessed by gore, cracking ossein into nothing.
After present-death, that is when the fun begins.
Destroying dead life, when there's light inside the eyes.
Murdering the carcass, bound and beating out frustration.

Never to seek truth.
Only to seek ferocity.
Death is a philosophy.
Postmortem Torture awakened me.

Killing dead life might make you sick.
Always remember life is vile.

Postmortem Torturing.
Postmortem Torturing.