歌词
In the Necroromantic's dungeon there's his display of flesh piles, experimental compositions of body pieces.
There are strong meathooks for his visionary works, a gallery of insane genetic crossbreeding, a gallery underestimated by the great art critics.
Finding corpses is very easy, when you work in the morgue you always get fresh meat.
Mutilation and defilement of cold stiffs,
A perfect job for the
Necroromantic!
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