Текст песни Torture Killer - The Art Of Impalement

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THE ART OF IMPALEMENT Tearing a hole to your chest One stab struck in your neck Deep blue skin, the worms set in My trophy of impalement Tearing the soul from your chest Your headstone is re-written No disgust when fucking the dead It's the living I feel resentment Art of impalement, grace in killing victims Living or dead, it's all the same I make them all scream in pain Tearing a hole... tearing the soul... Righteous wrath, instant death Spear driven through the neck The last remaining seconds of life In fear of what comes next Art of impalement Grace in killing victims Living or dead, it's all the same I make them all scream in pain

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