Son of Decay - Human Mincer

You can see in her eyes the refection of petrubation,

and in her face the radiance of the extreme degeneration

Poor psychologist, you are blind

you don’t understand her blessed act,

may be the ugly destiny, broken the faith and close the doors

when she loses the hope, everything ends

In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal universe

the manifest of life in the entrails of one mother

But don’t support the hate and suffering of the world

blood falls down in the street

the body engendered the sacrifice

Born son of decay, the way of your life is sentenced

open her your soul, she knows you don’t like the world and go

to give you the solution for your existence

return to your creation find your salvation

Dead son of decay, by the bleeding of your body

your mother never lost you, she has you in her anatomy again

Eat the cadaver of birth, the ritual of flesh satisfy her appetite

now is the turn for the killer, goes to help you

in the other world

rest of flesh by the vaginal dissection, regurgitation of cadaver

repungant vision of her bloody vomit, this is the last injection of mortal

venom!

Dead son of decay, victim of neccessary

antropophage, created and destroyed

don’t support the world, don’t support reality

the ritual of flesh satisfy the mental appetite

In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal universe

the manifest of life in the entrails of a mother