Septic soul

Angels

Septic soul
My soul was filled with all that hatred
'Couse of all these years and days I waited
That man admitted that they're weak
And not a match to defeat
They say that we're guardians
But when our puppet lost There chance
We eat there bodies an intestines
What difference is a human less

Cold, warm, fresh or rotten
Tomorrow it will all be forgotten
The sweet taste Pleasures my tong
But still the Christians say it's wrong
What we do may be primitive
But flesh makes us longer live
And this may not look to kind
I'll eat thy brain that keeps his mind

Your life has been a total waste
I hope your body's flesh will taste
Intestines, liver and your Face
I'll eat all that belongs to your race

God forbid what Dead men says
Angels eat human flesh

The bible is thy wise mans word
He'll say to you, this never accord
But it did and you did see
That our flesh feast made us free
Jesus said his blood was wine
And his flesh, a cookie of some kind
You wonder why we eat your limb
Well we never had thy chance to eat him

Your life has been a total waste
I hope your body's flesh will taste
Intestines, liver and your Face
I'll eat all that belongs to your race

God forbid what Dead men says
Angels eat human flesh

Your life has been a total waste
I hope your body's flesh will taste
Intestines, liver and your Face
I'll eat all that belongs to your race

God forbid what Dead men says
Angels eat human flesh

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