Fleshgrind - Displayed Decay

Your blood decorates
The walls of my mind
It's your soul I take
Your dread is now enshrined

As you lay there limp and fragile
I observe your every thought
Your mind is completely mangled
broken down you drift away
I cherish these manic moments
Skin so soft and deathly cold How I envy you...
As your torment nears it's end

With trembling fear
You open your eyes to your demise
Watching you writhe, I realize
It's your suffering that I love
I can not deny!

You cannot defy me!