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lyrics

Lay the tarp on my sacred ground.
I abide to the ancient needs. I will
always hold close. The time has come to show
the true colors. Wet the leather skin.
Soften the shell.
Shave to the inside.
Watch the wickedness spill to the floor.
I can not wait to bathe.

I found a way
to make you my slave. Raped by my plague.
You have brought this to life.
Don’t ask, you know exactly why.
I have to find
the cold inside.

You won't let go.
Not even whole.
Don’t let go.
I will water you
so you will grow.
I like the way you survive.
Now bite the fruit of god.

Worship me and beg for the release that will never be.
Finally under the skin I found a way to be complete.
Totally alone and no one cares. No one is coming. It's
only me and I will purify.

I found a way
to make you my slave. Raped by my plague.
You have brought this to life.
Don’t ask, you know exactly why.
I have to find
the cold inside.

Find a new place to surface the bone and break the resolution
to this obsession. Enjoy the desperation for the sympathy
that will never come. I will display the findings
like a trophy and become the creature of the golden age.

Look at you, masterpiece.
I will now set you free

I am divinity.
This is love, suffer unto me.

The screams are so intriguing. Movement arbitrary,
unnecessary. Look at you puppet, sadistically
dancing beautifully, incomplete and so
hungry. Look at the parts that you never wanted to see.
Eat maggot. Feed on the pieces.
I will share so you can stay longer.
Now that you are technically whole we can still play
in the wickedness that I will consume as my own.

Purposely half buried in a shallow grave.
I love watching you struggle out
of the earth, still breathing.
Look at you, still physically incomplete.
Crawl worm, inch away.
Everything is locked. Circle back to your own excrete.
I can not stop laughing
at the sight of you resurrecting.

I found a way
to make you my slave. Raped by my plague.
You have brought this to life.
Don’t ask, you know exactly why.

I like the way you survive.
Beaten and defeated never looked so pretty.
Raped by my plague
never was an escape.
Violation never felt so liberating.

I am divinity.
This is love, suffer unto me.

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from Human Delusion, released September 25, 2015

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Walking Corpse Syndrome Missoula, Montana

A 6-piece Brutal Groove metal band from Missoula, Montana started in December 2006.

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