The Silencing

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, forever muting all our victims
When we executing our religion
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, we don't give you time to scream
Forever muting all our victims when we executing

[Verse 1: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Stitch your motherfucking lips, welcome you to strange land
Hammer clenched up in my hand. facial re-arrangement
That will end when the bloody meat is no longer breathing
Mangled underneath my feet, cannot be forgiving
Not today, not this cunt, not this fuck shit
Make her pay, use the blunt blade and stuck it
Up her ass, ain't no pass to be given
Meet your maker, I do not believe it
It's true 'bout the demon dancing inside the devil's den
Celebrating sacrilege, dismemberment of severed limbs
I'm preparing them for what is coming next
I will wear your skin after I just cut up the flesh
Your guts fucking stretch like a body in a bungee cord
It's time for us to eat, this is what we hungry for
We stalk our prey like we hunting boar
I got blades that serrate you and leave your tummy tore

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, forever muting all our victims
When we executing our religion
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, we don't give you time to scream
Forever muting all our victims when we execute 'em

[Verse 3: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
How will you type when your fingers get chopped off?
Smile, I'ma wipe off your face, ears lopped off
Noses removed, take your eyes with the blow torch
Features improved as I'm leaving your soul scorched
That your Momma wouldn't dare to identify you on a slab
In a coroner's office even though dental records match
I'ma save her half the drama, carving your name into your forehead
As you silenced with a razor, that's a case I don't mind to catch
Yes, the flesh peelers is loose, the death dealers
We do the most gruesome work, we just too perverse
As I spit, I just spew the curse
Let the madness out, it seeps through my verse
Yeah, it's the depths of the darkness that I have bathed in
Ain't no blessings from Father, he cannot save them
Bring 'em right to the altar because we crave them
Then lead them right to the slaughter, eagerly ate them

[Chorus: Insane Poetry]
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, forever muting all our victims
When we executing our religion
The silencing, we believe in violent things
The type of things you don't know what tonight will bring
The silencing, we don't give you time to scream
Forever muting all our victims when we execute 'em