Ear to Ear - Whitechapel

Screeching mephitic sacrilege.

Manifesting

Raping your incoherent mind from afar

Holding your stiff hand below my waist I will begin to ravish you

Symbolic pride against your skin marking eternal branding

Pulling out the tools the operation begins

Melting the skin to climax again

Fornicated whore of the past-tense

Shall experience articula mortis

How innocent this scheme of murder

How I redeem my prize of faith and infamy is not your place

I shall remember this for I live again

Necromaniac pursuing dreams of liquid suffocation

Your neck is smiling at me ear to fucking ear

The trachea exposed.

Pulsing hemoglobin entities at me

Your neck is smiling ear to fucking ear

The gurgling of gore.

The sound of splitting

Hide.

The grinding of the bones

Ear to fucking ear

The verdict isn’t met until you’re dead

Ear to fucking ear