What Thou Will - Sakmaphet (The God of Rotting Genitalia) Тексты

When pissing burns, scabs, they peel & pus

I welcome you to
Bitterness that drives you and my soul
Angering god, burning the flesh, with my own words

One, long forgotten, with four thoughts plagues, rise of pestilence
Pulling the flesh, of the rotting… genitalia

Mad, but for you heard, the words that drive, burning rebels at the stake

Mortals afflicted, sodomized in his wake, procreate
Miserere, blood boils split puss, reigning
Tortured victim, like needles in the dick, sperm dies

Coronation, of the sovereign, diseased
Flesh peels away, asshole to naval, masticate

Miserere, blood boils split puss, reigning
Tortured victim, like needles in the dick, sperm dies
Coronation, of the sovereign, diseased
Flesh peels away, asshole to naval, masticate

Flames, brandishing eyes, red iron splits stone, stares and throats blood spills but for…

My, rivers run black, black with the lies as
Sakmahphet vomits, we rise in vile, deliverance of the clots
I, sail the nile, scrambled throughout pungent breath and bleeding eyes
Sakmaphet burns, the protector, in all of hells,
Furry !!!!