Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cannibal Corpse

Compelled To Lacerate

 

Compelled To Lacerate

(album: Gore Obsessed - 2002)


Vicious thoughts will overpower
His virulent mind explodes
Unable to suppress the madness
He can't contain this inner pain
Compelled to

Lacerate
Rendering for release
Set free souls through holes in their skin
Murdered, or have they been saved

Bleeding corpse his work of art
Human flesh a canvas
Craftsman of macabre creations
He can't control it makes him whole
Compelled to

Lacerate
Rendering for release
Slicing through victims and then he stands back
To admire what he has done
Mutilate
Ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found
A gristly gift of art

[Solo: Jack]

Mangle them ripping death lacerate them

Stunning victims with a club abducted with
Stealth taken to his home
Ropes and chains restrain his living subject of art
He stabs
Grating with a jagged edge his prey screams in pain
Writhing under his knife
Driven to improve his victims through gruesome
Design, he cannot stop
Compelled to

Lacerate rendering for release
Mutilate now it's time to slice

[Solo: Jack]

Mangle them ripping death lacerate them

Lacerate from release
Slicing through victims and the he stands back
To admire what he has done
Mutilate
Ruptured figures Sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found
A grisly gift of art

[Solo: Jack]

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?