Lyrics Thy Art Is Murder

Thy Art Is Murder

Whore To A Chainsaw

You maggots

Swarm my earth

Infect me with putrid disease

Your vermin

Your genocide

Extermination, extermination of whores

I take a chainsaw to my ultimate despise

Whore to a chainsaw is my purist form of pride

I cannot live with them amongst this mess

Amongst this mess

I need to end this

Insult to the human population of this world

Die you fucking whores

You putrid waste of space

Stop breeding fucking rats

You bitches gonna get it

Bitch your dead

Bitch your dead, there’s no life in you

You are the creation of something so obscene

It makes me sick to see your lungs still fill with air

And never die

Why do they never die?

I am the only one who’ll live

Just because I can’t be seen

Doesn’t mean I can’t be felt

Amongst this mess

You disgust me

Eradication of them all

Whore to a chainsaw