Cartilage - The Altar lyrics

Dead people in your body bags Rotten prepared for the ritual Rancide meat dripping of liquefied flesh Ideal material for the sacrifice On your altar built of gave stones and human bones Intercourse whith purulent remains Ejaculate to spice the gift Plastic bag full of genitals Severed to pleased your carnal god The altar What ambition drives the mortal But ambition itself Your ambition is to k** For your own god Ruptured giblets full of flies Decomposed parts upon the altar Purified but only when putrified You feed your god, through your mouth Miko "lead" The altar of angel fallen You live for it, and it lives through you Twisted religion based on pus and blood To please the insane god of putridity