Waking The Cadaver

Waking The Cadaver - Raped, Pillaged And Gutted lyrics

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Raped, pillaged, and gutted

I could only imagine the fear in your mind

As my hands grab your throat from behind

No doubt 

For this whore

I'll use the pressure point choke out

Because when it comes to sluts

It's a good chance your gonna see my glock, before you see my cock



Dark room awakening, strapped to the table

The lights illuminate my instruments

My pickaxe, snubnose, the sawnoff, the meatcleaver, the chainsaw

You see what im workin' with?

This isn't a dream bitch, to me, your nothing but a hole

So when i look you in the eyes, the only words I say is

I'm in full control



Horror when you see my face

You've seen the blotters in the newspapers, you know I'm famous

So whore I'm gonna start this crap with a pickaxe to your anus

Blood pours; fountains from this whore

I look at my prick, and I know I'm craving more

I grasp my cleaver, my tool of dismemberment

hacking at your limbs, slipping in the blood on my floor

Jamming your severed arm into your rancid vaginal pore 



I spew at the sight of the slashed and gaped asshole

Hyper-extented vaginal cavity fuels my urge to disembowel.

Removal of your mangled innards, forceful extraction from your busted anus.



Now that I'm done with this brutalized cunt, 

As I walk away, I spark up a freshly rolled blunt.

I left her there to die slow,

This is how I show zero respect for this busted ass hoe
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