Articulo Mortis by Whitechapel
Articulo Mortis by Whitechapel

Articulo Mortis

Whitechapel * Track #10 On The Somatic Defilement

Articulo Mortis Lyrics

Bludgeoned face, licking my fingers of decrepit funk
My dear, your face is so blank, where did you get those feelings?
Please don't leave, help me live
Can't control myself, dilated eyes, pale white skin

I'm laughing in your face
Your skin entrenches me
Now you're fucking dead

I can't be certain, your remains will be insured
Beyond the grave is longer than you think

I saw the first slut mangled in front of me
Of course controlling my actions was not an easy task
It wasn't long before I found myself indulging
Against my will, I please myself once more

Impaled slut flashing through my memory
Her fucking face deserves much more

Breathe
Fucking breathe
Fucking breathe
Fucking breathe
I swear you'll reap
While I sew your cunt

And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot
And now you rot

Articulo Mortis Q&A

Who produced Articulo Mortis's ?

Articulo Mortis was produced by Whitechapel & Miah Lajeunesse.

When did Whitechapel release Articulo Mortis?

Whitechapel released Articulo Mortis on Tue Jul 31 2007.

What did Whitechapel say about "Articulo Mortis"?

Frontman, Phil Bozeman stated:

The term means “in the moment of death.” This song is a fabrication of Jack the Ripper experiencing that moment of death with his victim and conversing with them and feelings of remorse for what he has done."

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