Exmortem - Fixed in Slime dalszöveg

Self pitying pukes
Self inflicted slavery
Like cattle in their fold
You�re bound by greed for heaven

Neglected cretins
Misery in human form
A heavy smell of corruption
Low rent killing theater

Sadistic whip crack
Dancing through our collective skulls
Stinging the face like a thousand needles
Fixed in slime � a loathed pool
I�ll muddy my angles in human degradation

That which is falling should be pushed