Deranged - Shivers Down Your Broken Spine

Once an urban vascular organ for millions of lost souls.
Now catacombs inhabited by those bereft of life.
Are they really more dead then when they were alive?
Are they really more dead then when they were alive?

Cold shivers down your broken spine,
as you gaze your once better half rise
from her early tomb.
Antianthropomorphic and out for the annihilation,
of mortal elation.

Filthy. Hateful. Horrid. Rotten.

Are they really more dead then when they were alive?
Are they really more dead then when they were alive?

Splatter the fucking putrid brain.
Cut the horrid jugular vein.
Bullets fly, cause necrotic drain.
Splatter the fucking putrid brain.
Cut the horrid jugular vein.
Bullets fly, cause necrotic drain.

Moonlight abandons the mephitic sphere.
Insanity kept breeding, dead human being.
Shaded and ghastly skin,
bear witness of foreordination.

Putrid. Nasty. Wicked. Rotten.

Splatter the fucking putrid brain.
...

Intercontinental ballistic missiles
hit the solid ground like buckshots from bellow.
Defective being, a lifeless proceeding.
Collective cremation, fleshly deformation.

A blood frenzy is reigning.
still prevail for the sake of human downfall.
Collective cremation, fleshly deformation.
Defective being, a lifeless proceeding.

Filthy. Hateful. Horrid. Rotten.

Cold shivers down your broken spine,
as you gaze your once better half rise from her early tomb.
Antianthropomorphic and out for the annihilation,
of mortal elation.