A Crude Sectioning Songtext
von Author & Punisher

A test of our attrition
Your body on the line
I cut with high precision

Life ascension on an open fire


We break down the protection
Malignance fortified
Maintain liquid retention
Expose the inner hide
We crossed the major sea
Exhaust the artery
Accost the central weapon
The essence that I need

Eating, the pieces that I pick from you
Embracing, a part of me I never knew
Seething, dissection of the spinal root
Accepting, the blessing of the absolute

(It′s a crude sectioning)

Eating, the pieces that I pick from you
Embracing, a part of me I never knew
Seething, dissection of the spinal root
Accepting, the blessing of the absolute