Lurid, Shocking, And Vile

(альбом: To The Dead - 2022)

Numb and gray, drift through numbered days
Your thoughts decay, as you dig your grave to
Pass the time, sift through grue and grime
Submerged in slime, now your eager mind is
Fertile ground, for these thoughts unsound
You're sinking down, in darkness you drown, your
Fevered brain, thirsts for the insane
Your thoughts deranged by the sick and strange and their escapades

Are you not entertained? (Entertained)
By these works profane?
Are you not depraved? (Depraved)
By these minds insane?

The lurid details of shredded entrails
They thrill without fail, lurid tales
Growing faint, at the scenes they paint
Without restraint, it's your thoughts they taint and
Tantalize, as they brutalize
You can't avert your bulging eyes, you're
Hypnotized, sickness undisguised, you're
Deader than you realized, you
Can't deny, what you feel inside
Your morbid side won't be satisfied until someone's died

Are you not entertained? (Entertained)
By these works profane?

The lurid details of shredded entrails
They thrill without fail, lurid tales
Lurid (Lurid)
Lurid, shocking and vile

Now you thrill, to each twisted kill
Never get your fill of sleaze and swill, you
Lap it up, on sickness you sup
Watch closely as eyeballs erupt, and
Splatter gore, screaming out for more
Bleeding bodies by the score, to
Titillate, senses now prostrate
Pupils dilate, as you await, gore served on a plate

Are you not entertained? (Entertained)
By these works profane?

The lurid details of shredded entrails
They thrill without fail, lurid tales
Lurid (Lurid)
Lurid, shocking and vile