Exhumed Lyrics

Exhumed Lyrics

"The Matter Of Splatter Lyrics"

Sucker Train Blues Lyrics
Hands are shakin got your finger on the trigger Jesus ain't complainin gonna figure it out Somebody raped my tapeworm abortion Come on motherfuckers and deliver the cow Brain and body melting

[musick - Mike Beams, Lyrixxx - Matt Harvey]

Pernicious - A ghastly Gordian quandary to elucidate
Pestiferous - A nebulous necrotic novelty to navigate
Labyrinthine - A contumely carnal conundrum to cogitate
Serpentine - An exulcerated entanglement to execrate...

Hands stained and filthy from digging deep for the answer
That lies at the heart of the matter of splatter...

Eschatological - T
What? Lyrics
[Q-Tip] Babies babble on, they lookin for excuses Game for the buzzer who kicked it to the losers Lame as a brain, could be, golly gee If you see a shrink he'll charge you a fee If you see me ya
he grave matters with which we struggle
Pathological - The perverse perpetuation of this purulent puzzle
Repugnant - The wretched riddle unravels in a reeking revelation
Repulsive - The final fetid farce yields such a rancid realization

Now your morbid curiosity may finally be answered
Deep in the heart of the matter of splatter...

A morbid matter on which to meditate or mutilate
A deathly detail to
Sex, Money And Murder Lyrics
"Life.. it's all about sex money and murder. To all those motherfuckers out there who can't deal with it; you just a punk ass bitch!" [MC Pooh] Sex money and murder -- elements of
deliberate and desiccate
A sombre study in which sagacity is tantamount to insanity
An insalubrious interest in the inhumed and the unsanitary...

An unhealthy pursuit of the purulent and parturient
A feculent fixation upon the fetid filth and excrement
An exhaustive examination of the excreted and the exhumed
A tireless appetite to hill the silt atop the tomb...

[Lead - Mike]

Nebulous - Th
Shame Lyrics
there are not words to speak of there are not words to say there are not songs to sing on news days like today there's only time to carry these darkest doubts away there's only hope to c
e sanguineous solution is seldom seen before the last
Amorphous - Seemingly always six deep feet beyond your grasp
Funereal - Carnal cartography to chart the course of life's denouement
Corporeal - The wretched revelation that you sought proves harder to swallow
than you'd thought...

That anatomy is destiny is the unforgiving answer
Culled from the heart of the matter of splatter...





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