Alone in the Morque Songtext
von Whitechapel

As your system contracts
I′m waiting at the end with open mouth
My eagerness can't hold itself my nerves are jolting
I′m on my knees waiting for something to give
Cauterized
The sweat is quenching every feeling in my mind


Dark morgue's my home
I'll prowl in the nightfall
They want me to succumb
Isolated murder
No one can hear your screams

Your agony is bliss
Your agony is bliss

Pure virgin held down
Trust me
I′ll give you everything
Trust me

The hysterectomy is splattered on my face
Next stay ostectomy, I′m going weak
I'll leave you gutted for authorities to find
Nowhere to be found


My instincts are in vain