Текст (слова) песни: Autopsy - Voices

I hear voices they tell me what to do
Right now theyre telling me to kill you
Yesterday I loved you
Today I want you dead
Beat you, decapitate you
Freeze your severed head

My family didnt understand me
When I told them why I do the things
I am told so I took their lives
Limbs in the refrigerator
Pieces in a sack
Torso in the garbage
With the spine ripped from its back

I hear voices
Now they tell me
That I need some younger flesh
To desecrate and use randomly

They didnt see it coming
The little ones now dead
Chopping hacking freezer bagging
Morsels that Ill eat
For sex Ill use the head

For sex Ill use the fucking head
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Battery Acid Enema
Blackness Within
Charred Remains
Critical Madness
Dark Crusade
Dead
Death Twitch
Destined to Fester
Disembowel
Embalmed
Frozen With Fear
Funereality
Gasping For Air
Hole in the Head
Impending Dread
In the Grip of Winter
Meat
Mental Funeral
Necrocannibalistic Vomitorium
Orgy In Excrements
Pagan Saviour
Pus - Rot
Ridden With Disease
Robbing the Grave
Service For A Vacant Coffin
Severed Survival
Skullptures
Slaughterday
Stillborn
Torn From the Womb
Tortured Moans Of Agony
Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
Ugliness And Secretions
Voices
Walls Of The Coffin
Your Rotting Face