XPX013 Limited Edition Digipack CD
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
CD is Glass Replication in 410gsm Digipack with Tube Pocket and 12page Booklet with sensational artwork and lyrics.
Glass Replication is top of the line quality for CD manufacturing [No Duplication] and 410gsm Digipack means it is extra sturdy. Most Digipacks are anywhere from 310gsm to 350gsm so you know you are getting top quality made to last. These will also come in Re-sealable Cello sleeve so that they stay protected always.
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Years ago in a village in north
Where rites done
An inhuman story was born
By a man who sold his soul
Voices captured his mind
As sinners wine
And made him a beast
And lost his beliefs
Congregation for all those who couldn't see
Atrocity spawned the agony
In oddity she is embroidering sins
With our blasphemies
Bundy was a man that fell in love
With a woman who had cracked his heart
Disharmony swelled in his head
And he... wanted her dead
Seeked her lips on the throne of red
Laced with the way she used to smell
Went to her home and hid under the bed
Waiting for her
And when she came love became hate
He got out her eyes so she didn't have to cry
He got out her guts and put them to her hands
And made her dance to the name of Satan
And when she died for the one last time
He made her love and the journey to madness had begun
From that day... he became insane...
He was killing for fun... women who had no heart...
Alone and locked... in his ghastly home...
He made orgies... with rotten corpses...
Sulphurous... necrophilous and dim
Fascinated by the rotten meat
Suddenly he was starting to think
Based on delegacy...
Collected the best body parts
From every woman who had fucked
And cut them one by one
To make his perfect match/muse
Damned and sad
Ate their tongues
Kissed their art
And fell apart
In the sickest melody froze
In the saddest memory broke
He has never... been loved...
Never felt loved
Blackbirds flew... straight to the moon...
Weeping for you... sad but true.
My son I knew... life is so cruel...
You can't be sure... for anything or anyone...
A night decided to give an end
With a hammer smashed his own head
Until the brain completely melt
My son rest in peace in this
Harrowing atrocity... credits
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