| Song | Covered With Sores |
| Artist | Cannibal Corpse |
| Album | Rotten Sacrifice Ceremony(The Best Of Cannibal Corpse) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barnes | |
| Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs | |
| Blood thirsty, ungodly, passing on my curse | |
| The spell pissing gores of those | |
| I infectBecome my loyal servants to ride me of my own rot | |
| Whittling meat from the bones of the dead | |
| Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge | |
| The mutilated bodies | |
| I leave rotting after | |
| IHave fucked them with my knife | |
| Becoming a product of my own nightmares | |
| A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased | |
| I hide my slobbering skin, covered by a victims flap | |
| I love to watch the blood ooze down the bodies stump | |
| Like scrap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side, now revealed | |
| Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past | |
| Leaking membrane, consuming bodies | |
| Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification | |
| Spewing pus on rotted skin, | |
| I celebrate my cruelty | |
| Boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue | |
| Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from my lips | |
| My only thirst is pus eruption of cysts | |
| Incurable disfigured bodies, | |
| I rape the dying | |
| Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs | |
| The ruptured organs leak the fluid that | |
| I seekTo break the incantation of my damnation | |
| Split wide open, bloated organs burst | |
| Nerves uprooted, re-opening healed wounds | |
| On my body, sucking on the sores | |
| Ingesting my own fluids, self-parasitic puss indulgement |
| zuo ci : Barnes | |
| Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs | |
| Blood thirsty, ungodly, passing on my curse | |
| The spell pissing gores of those | |
| I infectBecome my loyal servants to ride me of my own rot | |
| Whittling meat from the bones of the dead | |
| Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge | |
| The mutilated bodies | |
| I leave rotting after | |
| IHave fucked them with my knife | |
| Becoming a product of my own nightmares | |
| A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased | |
| I hide my slobbering skin, covered by a victims flap | |
| I love to watch the blood ooze down the bodies stump | |
| Like scrap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side, now revealed | |
| Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past | |
| Leaking membrane, consuming bodies | |
| Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification | |
| Spewing pus on rotted skin, | |
| I celebrate my cruelty | |
| Boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue | |
| Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from my lips | |
| My only thirst is pus eruption of cysts | |
| Incurable disfigured bodies, | |
| I rape the dying | |
| Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs | |
| The ruptured organs leak the fluid that | |
| I seekTo break the incantation of my damnation | |
| Split wide open, bloated organs burst | |
| Nerves uprooted, reopening healed wounds | |
| On my body, sucking on the sores | |
| Ingesting my own fluids, selfparasitic puss indulgement |
| zuò cí : Barnes | |
| Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs | |
| Blood thirsty, ungodly, passing on my curse | |
| The spell pissing gores of those | |
| I infectBecome my loyal servants to ride me of my own rot | |
| Whittling meat from the bones of the dead | |
| Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge | |
| The mutilated bodies | |
| I leave rotting after | |
| IHave fucked them with my knife | |
| Becoming a product of my own nightmares | |
| A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased | |
| I hide my slobbering skin, covered by a victims flap | |
| I love to watch the blood ooze down the bodies stump | |
| Like scrap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side, now revealed | |
| Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past | |
| Leaking membrane, consuming bodies | |
| Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification | |
| Spewing pus on rotted skin, | |
| I celebrate my cruelty | |
| Boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue | |
| Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from my lips | |
| My only thirst is pus eruption of cysts | |
| Incurable disfigured bodies, | |
| I rape the dying | |
| Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs | |
| The ruptured organs leak the fluid that | |
| I seekTo break the incantation of my damnation | |
| Split wide open, bloated organs burst | |
| Nerves uprooted, reopening healed wounds | |
| On my body, sucking on the sores | |
| Ingesting my own fluids, selfparasitic puss indulgement |