Jules Verne My Rotting Mistress Lyrics

My hate for you is deep like a f___ing grave
I've been digging with each passing day
My hands wreak with the scent of blood
Covered in the entrails of a former love

Now I lay thee down to rest
Taking that heart from your putrid chest
Now I lay thee down to rest
Taking that heart from your putrid chest

Your final breath I will cherish the most
Lets see if without insides you can float

And this is what's become of my bride
A body now infested by flies

Leave her to rot

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