الأغاني:
Canibal Corpse

: They think they know who I am All they know is I love to kill Face down, dead on the ground Find me before another is found I come alive in the darkness

: Scourged through searing Incandescence Melt together Fire torture brings me intense pain Predestined to incinerate The flesh is dripping from my face

: Butchery my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate Emasculate, gouging crotches I will eat Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed Gristle

his own mind the need to kill Now possesses his body Self mutilated Between killings ejaculation, cut off appendages Of former victims, sexual violence satisfaction Disembodied corpses

: I cannot scream, my mouth is wired shut I cannot see, my eyes are filled with blood I must die while suffering Pawn of torturous punishment Losing

: Bleed for my pain Revenge on treacherous snakes They will pay Slicing the flesh Sculptured wounds my catharsis I will stain Into the heart Needle

put into sacks Grab the neck, slit the throat, take the life Hang the corpse-prepare to drain the blood Bonesaw, meat cleaver, filleting the knife Carve the corpse

: Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs Blood thirsty Ungodly Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores Of those I infect become my loyal servants

When does a woman?s choice belong to her and not to man or myth? When does a woman?s body belong to her and not to man or myth? George w. Bush vowed