Malignant Amour Songtext
von Rose Funeral
Malignant Amour Songtext
Within the dark walls of the charnel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
This is annihilation
Inanimated premeditation
This is my rejection to the living
Necro′ satisfaction, death will satisfy
(At rest, frozen) buried body, extract her skin
(Inelastic life) expand the holes, pushing deeper in
(Disarranging) her carcass
My lust will never stop
(At rest, frozen) buried body, extract her skin
(Inelastic life) expand the holes, pushing deeper in
(Disarranging) her carcass
My lust will never stop
Is this the light that I feel
Pressing against my face, my dear?
Is that your presence within me?
Your trace is delicate to feel
Within the dark walls of the charnel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
It is the coldness that you feel
Pressing against your face, my dear
My presence is not in you
The trace I left is your insides
Within the dark walls of the charnel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
Infect everything I touch
Is this the light that I feel
Pressing against my face, my dear?
Is your presence within me?
Your trace is delicate to feel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
This is annihilation
Inanimated premeditation
This is my rejection to the living
Necro′ satisfaction, death will satisfy
(At rest, frozen) buried body, extract her skin
(Inelastic life) expand the holes, pushing deeper in
(Disarranging) her carcass
My lust will never stop
(At rest, frozen) buried body, extract her skin
(Inelastic life) expand the holes, pushing deeper in
(Disarranging) her carcass
My lust will never stop
Is this the light that I feel
Pressing against my face, my dear?
Is that your presence within me?
Your trace is delicate to feel
Within the dark walls of the charnel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
It is the coldness that you feel
Pressing against your face, my dear
My presence is not in you
The trace I left is your insides
Within the dark walls of the charnel
My obsession begins to overflow
As I exhume the woman in decay
Inpalable form, a celibate death I take away
Infect everything I touch
Is this the light that I feel
Pressing against my face, my dear?
Is your presence within me?
Your trace is delicate to feel
Writer(s): Kevin Snook, Ryan A Gardner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com