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Música: “Cenobites”
Álbum: “The Necrotic
Manifesto” (2014)
Banda: “Aborted” (Bélgica)
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 torment - 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.
