Released on September 4, 2017

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[Verse 1: Fetal Autopsy]

Welcome to Decadence, your innocence is invaded

A prisoner's decimated, obliterated creations

Apocalyptic relations, I desecrate, it's invasive

Come through my one operation, annihilate through foundations

It's just this one obligation to start infecting the nation

I sever pre-devastation, engraved across generations (Agh!)

A killer with a motive, loading bodies 'til they bloated

Too much groan, and most imploded, explosive molded, cocooning

Lonely note's and gory moats, I blow some corpse, I sure notice

Heart exploded with the loaded, sex with death, I'm reloading

Those who are demented the amounts of lust, the realest

Leaving pussies ripped and heads, I swear, insufferable case of forensics

With vaginal tissues attempting to mend it

Hole into her meathook, distorted, intrinsic

So midnight tremendously enter relentless

Destroying the thrill of your womb and


[Chorus: Fetal Autopsy]

Murder, later on torturing

Fucking slut, through the pain

Don't you go

Miracle, smell their cunts

Body torture, fill their eyes

They can't go, no they don't

Grow on me, no she don't

Digging inside their eyes

Remember Toto, run that shit

And her pussy, not okay

Tearing out miracles

Pinnacle empathy

Nobody never finds

Once it ends, keep in mind

On the temple, push you in

This is what your murder cries (Yeah)


[Verse 2: Ware-Wolff]

Enter the abyss and there's no visible weaknesses

Filled with horror the sequences, rip inside of her, they clench this

Dead with an eternal grievance remain, ritualistic genius

Doing autopsies with my penis under the moon and push it in fetuses

A word from the masses though not even the ones in captive (No!)

Rewatching bitches into submissions like Ariel Castro

My personality is freezing, one betrays the other daily

Raising stakes and doing crazy shit like Richard Allen Gacy

Poke her, this the burning Hades with rabies we're raping ladies

Injecting babies, hazes scabies spreading cases like the eighties

A culture rapist satisfaction from actions of violent acts

I open snatches like I'm Jack in a back alley, hand full of crack

I'm fucking ballistic, get busted with biscuits

I'm twisted, sadistic, not antagonistic

My characteristics will split if you missed it

I picture it vividly, hideous bitches


[Chorus: Fetal Autopsy]

Murder, later on torturing

Fucking slut, through the pain

Don't you go

Miracle, smell their cunts

Body torture, fill their eyes

They can't go, no they don't

Grow on me, no she don't

Digging inside their eyes

Remember Toto, run that shit

And her pussy, not okay

Tearing out miracles

Pinnacle empathy

Nobody never finds

Once it ends, keep in mind

On the temple, push you in

This is what your murder cries