DIMECORE - Prepare To Die

Lurking in a graveyard to merk the next prey I pass
Necrophilic dismemberment temptations too great too far

This ain't no joke with the rope on my arm
Knife by my side burner to the right of my palm

Linguini graffiti like a Tom Savini scene all
Shredded and dismembered like a brothel in the city

Tag toe bag it up Bram Stoker's Dracula I came
From the dirt use your brains when I batter up

Shocking confused eyes roll at the back of view when we're
Dialling the diaphragms to impregnate a rotting prude

Obstetrician with Edward Scissor Hand glove and scissors make
Incisions in addition with the morticians position

Cold flesh lathered in bbq sauce appalled fresh
Confession reverends with a .50 action express

Counter attack matter of fact we stab in the back
Instead of slapping faggot we get anatomies wrapped

Zombies in the cemetery eyes popping capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get you scary

Wearing a suit faces are blue vacant gash across
The face no escape from all the living decayed

Zombies in the cemetery eyes popping capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get you scary

Wearing a suit faces are blue vacant gash across
The face no escape from all the living decayed

You say im all that when you gloat about your raw stats
But this'll have you choked off a boat we are all rats

Intentional prison verbalism I get no permission
Instead im wishing to see your head on a stick bitch

It has arisen cold and vicious captured militias like
Huffing morning dew in Dagestan its savage man listen

Obelisk a novelist popping up in the populous
Get the mop and little Pick Wick for the apocalypse

You got a circle man hit a nerve of several cattle ranch
Abductees trust me to perform a battle stance

Sticking in the ribs digging decomposing bones
In rubble with a pickaxe desecrating them below

Im sick like Joel Rifkin I got you hoes tripping
Like OJ Simpson or Manson in prison

Unmitigated sexual submission Russel Williams or
Branch Davidians kind of sick like Jeffery Dahmers crib

Zombies in the cemetery eyes popping capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get you scary

Wearing a suit faces are blue vacant gash across
The face no escape from all the living decayed

Zombies in the cemetery eyes popping capillaries
Ambushed by adversaries they're coming to get you scary

Wearing a suit faces are blue vacant gash across
The face no escape from all the living decayed

Written by:
Jordan Lipovac

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