Ex Präst - Disposal.

Ex Präst - Disposal.

Vers 1:

i dont know why i did it, but i did and thats it//
she didnt have to say that shit but she did, that bitch//
so i start working her throath and the blood pours out the artery//
i stare into her face and realize i killed a part of me//
i struggle with the tendons that goes around her neck//
i disconnect them at the spine and i hear a loud crack//
twist the head around and cut the rest with the knife//
shreds from her throath dissapear into the tub and out of sight//
she must have lost atleast one gallon and she stinks//
now she's more gray than pink and so are her limbs//
i take a grip of her lungs and put my foot on the corpse//
trying to rip them out from the diaphragm of the torso//
and then they gave in so i started emptying the abdomin//
when it caved in the stench reached my nose and i vomit//
im repulsed of my actions but i had to make the choise//
im falling into deeper coma but i have to fight the voice//
it's eating me up inside this conciense mind that makes me avoid//
this pain that makes my lies, this time, this devilish decoy//
Compose....

Vers 2:

When i came back i continued where i left off//
i fetched the cuttingplier and cracked the ribs out of the chest//
removed the rest of the substance over the iliac crest//
im impressed that her flesh and the heart is still so fresh//
intestines, kidneys and when i ripped out the rectum//
The urinal bladder came along, didnt burst like a dissection//
infection, green poss came out the abdominal aorta//
a mix of blood and puce doesnt look like i thought but sort of//
almost finished, i only got the feet and hands left to disconnect//
she's wrecked, but the saw chewed through the bone nearly perfect//
my sticky hands grab the foot and ankle//
as the raw flesh bursts but the vessels got tangled//
i put it all in different garbage bags and im finaly done//
it was far from fun, but i did what had to be done//
i've prepared a funeral for you, but nothing of the usual//
i'll bury you in the ground so the bugs can feast and crawl//
and i'll dig a hole for you and let the maggots pick the bones//
and i'll leave you with the beetles so you'll never be alone//

Avslutning:

i sat down on the toilet and i reached after her head//
the shreads were still hanging on, i cant belive that she is dead//
her face is covered with blood and her eyes are staring at me//
their so empty and lifeless it's probably the worst i've ever seen//
it doesent look like a humanbeing, it doesent look like my DAUGHTER//
i cant belive how fucking badly, i fucked up as a FATHER//

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