Hung Through A Coat Hanger lyrics

Hung from hooks of debauchery In a habitual-like urge of rotting In their chest cavities ensuing swollen uncontrollable lust Flesh salivation Covering their bodies with mucus Honoring the dead with our flesh of painted sculpture art Murder scenes Severing their heads without a blade Anatomically rotten chiseled features resembling static Movies Hours on blank reels and left for six months to rot Serenade for silence Shutter Broom handle lovers strangled by handcuffed memories Ulcerated hands held vital organs in pieces of deconstructed gifts