Aborted - A Cold Logistic Slaughter Lyrics






Bob's bizarre bazaar of murder
Every part of my mind set to procreate torture

A trail of mayhem is the path I walk
I'm a birthmarked psychopath with pandora's box

Berdella's home store of murder
Every part of my mind set to procreate torture
Bondage eden of orgasmic lust
Flooding the soil with blood and debris

Enter thy household, exit in red
My sole satisfaction is to see you being bled

Euthanasia
Death's poetry
Brute splendour
Vermillion disease
The leading role in a wretched flick

Social pressure depressing the weak
Pushing the limit to force-feed humility

Self proclaimed cold logistic slaughter
Infamous advertisement for common cattle
Flooding the soil with blood and debris
All bow down to Bob's store of the extreme





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  1. J.... ....

    Who is that in the intro sample? Sounds like Gary Ridgeway, the Green River Killer, doesn't it? Knowing that dude from some documentaries, that isn't like him to say: He's the type that tries to harvest sympathy, trying to 'subtly' express that he was actually the first victim. So I'm not entirely sure. The voice sounds like Ridgeway, the words, not so much. It's probably edited anyway.

    J.... ....

    Yup I'm pretty positive it's him, just can't find the interview/tape where he says that