Sodom - Electrocution Lyrics
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Electrocution
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What Are The Lyrics For Electrocution By Sodom?
Authorised to kill, fuming with rage
Urged by sexual instinct Absurbed massacre, casualties No chance to get away Bloodthirstiness, dismemberment Pathological satisfaction Stimulated thoughts, increased wantonness Until redeemed climax Time will come to balance the account Send you legally to hell Electric chair is reserved sure enough Your death struggle rings the bell Brutal rapes, child mistreated Unscrupulous crimes Greed of flesh, naked skin There is no relent Wince bodies, torn genitals Stamped by sadism Chasted newborns, attractive females Indescribable ecstasies Time will come to balance the account Send you legally to hell Electric chair is reserved sure enough Your death struggle rings the bell Intimate kisses, secret wishes With corporal beings Ardent love, shameless intercourse Just make sure it moves Unmerciful disfigurement, a fleshy joy Heart warming death Coursing of souls, suck up the blood Totally insane Authorised to kill, fuming with rage Urged by sexual instinct Bloodthirstiness, dismemberment Pathological satisfaction Time will come to balance the account Send you legally to hell Electric chair is reserved sure enough Your death struggle rings the bell |
Who Wrote Electrocution By Sodom?
Christian Dudek, Frank Godzik, Thomas Such
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What's The Duration Of The Electrocution By Sodom?The duration of Electrocution is 3:14 minutes and seconds. |
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