| Song | Sepulchural Slaughter |
| Artist | Exhumed |
| Album | Gore Metal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harvey | |
| From deep in the vault comes the sound of flesh cleaving, Limbs are sawed off | |
| as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi splattered with offal and bile, Tripe | |
| drips down the walls of this crypt now defiled... Sepulchural slaughter... I | |
| slaughter my meal with sublime expertise, A mad butcher quite adept at my | |
| trade, Organs ground to pulp, to serve, chew and gulp, Now on my block your | |
| head is laid, Slaughtering the deadstock I chop, Fromaldehyde oozes on the | |
| floor, Mangled limbs are hacked "til they drop Leaving nothing but pure rotten | |
| gore... The blade is sawing the flesh that's for gnawing, Tender morsels of | |
| this human entre', The saw that is slicing my meal so enticing, Is a tool that | |
| I've used to slay... The crumbling casket now conatins, Just graven gore and | |
| splattered remains, Intestines strewn throughout the site, A grisly massacre, | |
| the last f**king rite... Sepulchural slaughter... |
| zuo qu : Harvey | |
| From deep in the vault comes the sound of flesh cleaving, Limbs are sawed off | |
| as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi splattered with offal and bile, Tripe | |
| drips down the walls of this crypt now defiled... Sepulchural slaughter... I | |
| slaughter my meal with sublime expertise, A mad butcher quite adept at my | |
| trade, Organs ground to pulp, to serve, chew and gulp, Now on my block your | |
| head is laid, Slaughtering the deadstock I chop, Fromaldehyde oozes on the | |
| floor, Mangled limbs are hacked " til they drop Leaving nothing but pure rotten | |
| gore... The blade is sawing the flesh that' s for gnawing, Tender morsels of | |
| this human entre', The saw that is slicing my meal so enticing, Is a tool that | |
| I' ve used to slay... The crumbling casket now conatins, Just graven gore and | |
| splattered remains, Intestines strewn throughout the site, A grisly massacre, | |
| the last f king rite... Sepulchural slaughter... |
| zuò qǔ : Harvey | |
| From deep in the vault comes the sound of flesh cleaving, Limbs are sawed off | |
| as mourners are bereaving, Sarcophagi splattered with offal and bile, Tripe | |
| drips down the walls of this crypt now defiled... Sepulchural slaughter... I | |
| slaughter my meal with sublime expertise, A mad butcher quite adept at my | |
| trade, Organs ground to pulp, to serve, chew and gulp, Now on my block your | |
| head is laid, Slaughtering the deadstock I chop, Fromaldehyde oozes on the | |
| floor, Mangled limbs are hacked " til they drop Leaving nothing but pure rotten | |
| gore... The blade is sawing the flesh that' s for gnawing, Tender morsels of | |
| this human entre', The saw that is slicing my meal so enticing, Is a tool that | |
| I' ve used to slay... The crumbling casket now conatins, Just graven gore and | |
| splattered remains, Intestines strewn throughout the site, A grisly massacre, | |
| the last f king rite... Sepulchural slaughter... |