Death - Regurgitated Guts

Suicidal preacher hangs himself Unfaithful servant goes straight to hell When he returns your life will end Down from the skies maggot's descend Least expecting his horrible face Your decayed guts you soon will taste Unholy feeling grows deep inside Choking on your guts you open wide Regurgitated guts Satisfy his needs Regurgitated guts Now you're gonna bleed Visions of death are growing clear Life as a corpse is what you fear Searching through the graves to be set free From the curse of the priest that's come to be So unaware of what's to come Your guts are his when he's done Reaching for your cross to end this pain Your life and blood he will have drained Regurgitated guts Satisfy his needs Regurgitated guts Now you're gonna bleed In his trance Your eyes they bleed Your guts come forth For his own need