Blood Fixing the Bled Songtext
von Aborted

Rancour-fed, oligophrenic
Lunacy roams my mind
Impaling reason
Misanthropy to matrimonial extent

Her blood sweats fever
Filth to be ripped from the wob
My urges exposed
My thrill to come
Shifts reason at sight of my tools

Rancour fed, her blood to be bled
Orchestral feed a foul symphony, the unbecoming
Life′s fluid drained to a sonnet

Reaching the climax
Death ascending
Rigor mortis to be, consumed


Deathbed stained red
Exfoliate dislimbed torsos
Canvas of me
Sewing the ends
Limb from limb
Blood fixing the bled

Science as a tray
Sewing the ends
Resuscitate cult of the inanimate
Blood fixing the bled
Reanimate limb-to-limb
Canvas of me
Deathbed stained bled
Resuscitate
The unbecoming

Life's fluid restored with regret
Reaching the climax, the outcome of death undone
Death transcending
Rigor mortis is removed
Blood fixing the bled
Open the brothel of the exhumed

Rancour fed, her blood to be bled
Orchestral feed
A foul symphony


Necrotomy of the decayed
Resurgence from the grave
Blood fixing the bled
Engineer of the dead

Rancour-fed, oligophrenic
Impaling reason
A foul symphony