Defiled

The knots
I feel when I'm inside of you
Rape me
A thought that's never slipped passed your lips
And soon to be
You will come to your grips
Envision me as I spit on your grave

You can run but there is no escape
Caressed by death
Defiled by Hate
You'll never survive
Don't fight your demise
Running will make it worse you feeble minded pig

Disgusted with your ways
Soon to be a memory
For what's to come
Will leave the casket closed

As we sodomize her
Ripping her limb from limb
Fucking remaining holes
No traces left
As I spit on her grave

Take a gander of snapped necks
From the ropes that you'll soon hang from
Dragging you through the woods
Where the black mass assembles
Each moon
A malevolent possession of the innocent
Trapped with these words, we chant

'Que el cuerpo del difunto no levantarse de Santa

MUERTE'

Burn the corpse
Engulfed in flames
Introduced to the smell of bodies decayed
May the parted
Never rise again
As I spit on your grave
As I spit on your grave
As I spit on your grave
As I spit on your grave



Credits
Writer(s): Hive
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