Ascension (feat. Devourment) - Embrace Your Punishment

Here I come They call me A beast like none before I suck the abscess of dead infants I want some more I Am Baby Killer I kill pregnant sluts and whores!! Splaying inside the womb, red and wet I tear chunks from the pussy, red and wet Mangled unborn baby Eat the meat dripping from filthy... cumstained, blood-soaked, rotten cunt Infant skull exploding in my mouth It's brain on the floor, I grab it's tongue and tear it out Dead meat for me, I can't believe how much this baby is bleeding It's tiny stumps pours out more than it's dead mothers open sores It's guts paint the floor, it's flesh I shall gorge. It seems feasting on young infant flesh has made my semen leak. I am aroused, fuck I'm crazy I fuck the gore, I need meat on my cock. No meat can satisfy me, I must spew my seed Spunk flows throughout the mangled infant, now I'll chop it up Chunks of guts fly as I stand with baby skin all over me Forcing the blood-soaked gore unmercifully down my throat Pieces of baby are lodged inside of me Over and over I feast on it's death It's all gone, I want some more I turn to it's mother Blood is still flowing strongly from her butchered pussy I drink from her fountain, stench of menstrual gore Gagging on chunks of sliced up pussy, I feel pressure... Pushing in my brain The force caves in my head My eyes eject slowly Where's my knife? I plunge my knife in Inside my head My veins are seeping Warm streams of red My tongue tastes so horrid I must swallow it Gore taste so scrumptious Enough to wash it down with piss

Expressions drop through deadly silence. I'm bruised and broken from a lonely start and now you say you care so much but I know you can't see past yourself. I remember when we seemed so close but now you've changed and I know how this story ends. I never wanted your opinion. I never wanted you fucking help. Tender words with hidden meanings, awkward silence, hardly breathing. These days are getting longer and I'm running out of time. Sometimes I question myself: is this everything? All alone at night inside my head, wasting away. Is this all there is? I've had to much time to think, written songs that I'll never sing, watched a town turn love to hate. Split my guts just to be away, this is everything for now.