Garden Of Mutilation Lyrics

The church of anthropophagi
temple of purulent corpses
flowers, torsos, heals and visceras
remains of flesh decorate the garden

Quartering victims, visceras and rotten flesh
heats and torsos, sculpture of anthropophagi

Arms, legs, loose flesh, bones
viscosity, flesh, purulent blood
infected torsos, visceral expansion
your face's skin is pulled out
and nailed on the tree
to fly skin, the hands reflect the horror
in the garden of mutilation

My son occupies the middle of the garden,
dirty and viscosity stump
eating the rotten flesh of the ground
dragging without arms and legs
he's living like a viscosity maggot