Conducting From The Grave - Her Poisoned Tongues video free download

Lyrics:

Birthed from the cocoon of lunacy

A child raised by the seed of dementia forming

Fatherless daughter of false poisoned tongues

She moves upon her own path of madness astray

From fear that she will soon be used like scum

Hypnotic to her victims that she chooses to suck dry

Hypocritic, Parasitic lies

You wretched filth mark my words your life shal be taken by my hands

I'll tear the pulsing bag of shit from your chest and burn it before your eyes

Upon your grave I shall stand as a monument of hate that will never move

And I will smile in content at your passing in my malevolence

With all resentment aside

You are best where you've always belonged

Under six feet of shit nailed in a pinewood box

And I am content in seeing what a whore you are

And I will be the one to watch you leave this place

As I bury you

And I see you for the whore that you are

For the whore that you are

With feet of shit nailed in a pinewood box

So what will you have to say when my hands begin to crush your neck

And the air begins to leave your lungs

And your eyes roll back

Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've split

Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt

Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt

Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt

Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt

Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built

And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt

Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built