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Dead roaches on your lips

A consciousness eclipse

Inanimate delight

Death, the orgasm of life

Fuck your way to Hell

Putrid pleasures of the wicked

Silent, omnipotent

Such the vultures love

The scavengers are gorged

Your matter’s been deleted

They’ll gnaw you to your bones

Celebrate the feeding

Indignity in life, there will never be peace

Just a soiled corpse, corporeal release

Beware, the Order Of The Vulture!

Beware, the time has fucking come!

Fuck your way to Hell

Fuck your way to Hell!

Pollution of the cells

Nothing to be felt

The cunting little fleas

Death, the tyrant of your dreams

Observe the waste, a sea of total scatter

Torn bloodied feathers, falling from your master

Gasping for mercy, the Terrafuck is now!

Sifting through your head but there is nothing to be found

Fuck your way to Hell

Foul pets of the perverted

Godless and powerless

Such the vultures love