Album by Annotations Of An Autopsy
Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, Kneel before the tomb of disease Decimate all Standing at its doorways,
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, Did you really expect me to bow down to you And
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, They call me a creeping oozing son of a bitch Because
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, Crushing, bludgeoning you into dust Mushing, pounding you into dust Smashing, ripping,
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, I am the ruler of these plaguelands; my reign drives
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, Selling limbs from a bag was always my forte; I
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, She bled from every fucking hole! That bitch bled for days,
By Annotations Of An Autopsy, My knife is deep inside your fucking uterus Shut your fucking