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Trenchrot
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Gallery of the Dead
Limbs scatter the ground. Putrid stench of death Piles of entrails Braided into cords Ripping and hacking, stitching and sewing Blood pooling down in my boots, Pulpy stumps creating a puzzle Hanging torsos from meat hooks, Furiously working Finished by the dawn Hair torn from roots, glued to new scalps, Mutilated puppets of corpses are spawned Gallery of the dead Theater of the damned The dance of death (Welcome to the) grotesque burlesque Collecting the parts for a corpse marionette finding hands without fingers, arms without hands, heads without faces
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Skin ripped away Eyes torn From heads Teeth fit to skulls Skulls strung to threads
Limbs tied to torso, torso to crossbar Gutlust will make this corpse dance Fibrous sinews controlling the movements The soldiers are caught in a trance A hideous display to boost the morale Decay is now what they crave. The sickening art driving them mad, The bodies are raped by their graves Gallery of the dead theater of the damned the dance of death welcome to the grotesque burlesque
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