Spawn Of Decadence
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Spawn Of Decadence
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The worms devouring my head
Pain is grasping my veins
This is your way to make me feel real
I'm pain, my body is pain
I'm pain, my body is pain
I'm flame, my body is flames
I'm begging the end!
I can only deny myself
Defective nature's son
I crawl towards your satisfaction
I hate your great womb, I'd like to burn your face
I'll steal milk from your breast
Starving your little crying child
No birth, no life
I'm screaming rage, I burn inside
Hate me as I hate the weak
I spread the virulence of my seed
... I spread the virulence of my seed
Sacrify to me your maternal beauty
I'm the black seed
The flesh mirror of disease
Soulless die!
Spawn of decadence!
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Handful Of Hate performs "Spawn Of Decadence", and this lyric page sits inside the Handful Of Hate catalog on LyroVerse.
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