Текст песни The Wakedead Gathering - The Hand, The Eye, The Tongue, The Heart

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The walls painted so vermillion Customs splattered all about Decadent interior, velvet seats Appearances not as they seem A sacrifice made willingly The taste made all the sweeter Dragged across salient streams of skewers Brought before the butcher's blades The Hand Cut Cut deep Cut Cut deep Cut to the bone The Eye Cut Cut deep Cut Cut deep Cut to the bone Face down waiting for the tissue to be spread Starting with the hands, working slowly towards the head Gouging out the eyes so further torment can't be seen Removal of the tongue prevents the irritating screams No more than seconds but aeons from the start The final grim performance: extraction of the heart Favorite parts obtained the body piled on gore Observing all the carnage from a new, exotic form The Tongue The Heart

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