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Miscreated

by Visions Of Disfigurement

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1.
This foul stench of fetal oozing That is how your life began Coming into this world spreading Your legs to the highest bidder Cunt encrusted, savage beating No one’s hearing, you’re just bleeding Stapled mouth shut, legs bust open Condemned hope is all she’s knowing Your rancid stench attracts the spawn of those who breed around you Molestation, condemnation, mass conflicting, your lies stitching Word into the eyes of those who follow every word you say Just one day you’ll be the one to feel the torment, You will pay. Engorged.. Ego.. trapped in your empty meager mind Knowing your self loathing is rotting you inside In your hollow shell you cower to escape the weary feeling that you always were a cunt for those in your... Favour… One day.. You will.. Seize Peel that flesh and indulge in.. Cancerous acts you call life Revealing what you since have been The lifeless tortured being that will One-day result back to me
2.
Your vaginal flesh, just pealing away A piece of meat that gets weaker by the day Feeling it flay, away from your cunt You’ve nothing to give, now, beg, you slut In comes the cock, Pulsing and pussing One thing for sure Your whore face is blushing I desire to rip you in two Feed this Vile whore Til she Can take No more Feed this Vile whore Til she Can take No more Wasting Body of flesh Feeling Sickness within Wanting Nothing but more Of this vile filth Feeding and feeding This poor willing slut Knows nothing but lust For being cut Her disfigured and mangled clit Does nothing but reek, to lure them all in Beg it Her disfigured and mangled clit Does nothing but reek, to lure them all in Feed this Vile whore Til she Can take No more Feed this Vile whore Til she Can take No more Now You Now you see what this wants to be A vile reflection of humanity
3.
Pin her face down, Don’t let this specimen slip away, Her body is yet to be, The result of my misan thropy. I will cut you, I will beat you, I will choke the thing that you call life and watch your consciousness slip away. Fuck whatever you hold dearest and then you’ll start to see what reason you have to be enduring this pain You wont know what will come next Your eyes will be pealed and torn Only next you’ll have them fucked out their sockets And then you’ll feel the wrath of my dick: Stamp that bitch into the ground And let her get what comes to her Head first into the concrete And hear her cry, this masterpiece. I’ve been waiting for this day Far too long in my once sacred life But hers was the spawn of a demon That’s to taste my sharpened knife Carve her Gag her Treat her To my pulsing cock which fills her insides with blood Tear the cloth and rape the putrid bitch until she begs for more Now she feels it warm inside her fil-thy cunt that’s home to parasites
4.
It started, with the life form dwelling itself into your colon From which, it nested itself into your putrid body All of which your mind is knowing you’ve been taken by this demon But you, know that it’s only due to your fucking habits. Sitting, on a thousand different pussing cocks You know, there’s not much left to do But you, cant resist the throbbing feeling That you love inside your filthy decomposing cunt All of your body has just become a living subject Of your twisted soul, until it’s nothing left but Filth 6 feet underneath the ground That I masturbate on top of just to fucking spite You Loathing, festering with hate Gaped and spat in (breeeeeeeeee) This rate the infection grows so strong that you can barely move Right now you’re feeling helpless just the way I like my women Lying there so defenseless, legs wide open for your master Immobilized, so they cant stop a thing I do Writhing for the day, this creature leaves your bowels Nothing left but the withered rotting corpse You’re nothing but only for the junk pile now Leaving us your body to only molest All of your body has just become a living subject Of your twisted soul, until it’s nothing left but Filth 6 feet underneath the ground That I masturbate on top of just to fucking spite You
5.
I hear the voices Whisper to me They know my every sin The secrets within My body's aching My mind is all broken My every thought insanely twisted and torn Another dwelling being Devour ing all of the man Kind, destroying life, draining my Body's existence How How fucking dare you You disgust me Another corpse buried deep in the ground Vermin crawling in side her My minds conflicting existence forces me to kill Dissect, her Oh Another dwelling being Contorting my mind and my Soul temptation of the battered Spirit caged in How How fucking dare you You disgust me Another corpse buried deep in the ground Vermin crawling in side her My minds conflicting existence forces me to kill Dissect her This is the last step that you will take on this god forsaken earth This is the last breath that you will take on this God forsaken earth This is the last step that I will take on this god forsaken earth This is the last breath that I will take on this God forsaken earth Another corpse buried deep in the ground Vermin crawling in side her My minds conflicting existence forces me to kill Dissect her

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released November 30, 2014

Produced by Visions of Disfigurement

Mixed and Mastered by Ben Quinlivan

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Slamming Death Metal band from Manchester, UK.

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