| Song | Brutalized and Defiled |
| Artist | Mortal Decay |
| Album | Forensic |
| 作曲 : Gordon, Hartman, Ipri ... | |
| Describe to me in your screams the pain that intensifies. I'll be the blood | |
| that leaks and the fear that fills your eyes. My insanity becomes your | |
| violent reality. Recreating the brilliant acts of those before me. Studied | |
| their morbidity to mutilate your entire anatomy, journey into a world of | |
| inhumanities as history repeats itself you're the object of my fixation. You | |
| are my Black Dahlia... everybody has the capability of murdering somebody. At | |
| first I was sickened and horrified the exhilaration, the petrified feeling | |
| of taking one's life. Bludgeoning, her screams were deafening. Bleeding | |
| uncontrollably, bleeding all over me, desperately struggling in her moribund | |
| state, and her crippling agony. Mother of three praying for me not to kill | |
| her but I would not hear her. Brutalized and defiled... her body restrained | |
| and glistening. Taste her perspiration, bitter sweet. Her incredible | |
| strength when she came close to death. Her faith in god and miracles came to | |
| an end. She bit. Drawing blood, fighting for her life, but I could not be | |
| stopped it took 15 minutes before she died, brutalized and defiled... defiled... |
| zuò qǔ : Gordon, Hartman, Ipri ... | |
| Describe to me in your screams the pain that intensifies. I' ll be the blood | |
| that leaks and the fear that fills your eyes. My insanity becomes your | |
| violent reality. Recreating the brilliant acts of those before me. Studied | |
| their morbidity to mutilate your entire anatomy, journey into a world of | |
| inhumanities as history repeats itself you' re the object of my fixation. You | |
| are my Black Dahlia... everybody has the capability of murdering somebody. At | |
| first I was sickened and horrified the exhilaration, the petrified feeling | |
| of taking one' s life. Bludgeoning, her screams were deafening. Bleeding | |
| uncontrollably, bleeding all over me, desperately struggling in her moribund | |
| state, and her crippling agony. Mother of three praying for me not to kill | |
| her but I would not hear her. Brutalized and defiled... her body restrained | |
| and glistening. Taste her perspiration, bitter sweet. Her incredible | |
| strength when she came close to death. Her faith in god and miracles came to | |
| an end. She bit. Drawing blood, fighting for her life, but I could not be | |
| stopped it took 15 minutes before she died, brutalized and defiled... defiled... |