Autopsy - Burnt To A ***** Lyrics
Your burning faceA charcoal cinderLump of putrid sizzling fleshDripping features deforming fastScream 'til your mouth fuses shutTo barbeque I sentence youAs payment in my private waySlow and cruel, I start to droolFor moments you'll regret this dayI'll burn you bastard to a *****Transform your face to shapeless muckAgony extreme blood runsLips become one with your tongueEyes almost burst from your headNot soon enough you will be deadFrothing bloodily from the mouthI'll burn you bastard to a ***** The sweet sweet smell of your burning hellInspires the fires that desecrate and meltI torch your soul, I ***** your mindYou'll be a horror 'til the end of timeBurnt to a *****