Cenobites - Aborted

We have such sights to show you

A journey through the chasms of hell

Like artists painting on canvas

We toil with your flesh

A deafening rumble

Upon the solving of a puzzle

We will tear your soul apart

Oh sweet serenade of torture

As pleasure and pain unite

We become one, Cenobite

Tearing flesh from bone, desires are born

The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled

The reaping has begun, through pain and suffering I cum

Divine serrated torment, as heaven and hell unite

We will tear your soul apart

Oh blessed be this moment, quivering so serpentine

We become one, Cenobite

Oh luscious torture

These little deaths I die all over

With hooks and chains torn apart

These little deaths are mere fine art

Cenobites, explorers of flesh

Cenobites, the wretched living dead

Cenobites, emissaries of hell

Cenobites, practitioners of eternal torment

Through flesh and bone, your life is forlorn, sadistic needs are reborn

The spasms of orgasms uncontrolled, through pain and suffering you cum

We have eternity to know your flesh, for we are death

Divine serrated torment

As heaven and hell unite

We will tear your soul apart

Oh blessed be this moment

Quivering so serpentine

We become one, Cenobite

Infernal seeker come find us, follow lines that were written in blood

We have no more surprises, we have eternity to know your flesh