The Art Of Impalement Lyrics

Tearing a hole to your chest

One stab struck in your neck

Deep blue skin, the worms set in

My trophy of impalement

Tearing the soul from your chest

Your headstone is re-written

No disgust when fucking the dead

It's the living I feel resentment

Art of impalement, grace in killing victims

Living or dead, it's all the same
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I make them all scream in pain

Tearing a hole... tearing the soul...

Righteous wrath, instant death

Spear driven through the neck

The last remaining seconds of life

In fear of what comes next

Art of impalement

Grace in killing victims

Living or dead, it's all the same

I make them all scream in pain