Primordial Swarm - Curbstomp Dentistry Lyrics

I long for separation I long for mutilation
Your skull houses my trophies
Your mind is filled with untruths

Blasphemy, you'll kneel before me
Like Christ we suffer and bleed
Blasphemy, my children are bleeding
I cannot be denied

Il cut your lying tongue from your f*cking head
I cut your lying tongue from your f*cking head
By the screaming trees we inhumed the dead
I cut your lying tongue from your f*cking head
In a weeping forest where we carrion fed

I pierce my hands to signify a stigmata, blessed, devine
Peeling back my heavenly flesh
Surrounded by ghouls, Heathens and whores
Blessed am I to dismantle them all

I crave the sight, the scent the sound of their heads, smashed on the f*cking ground

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