Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Purity of Perversion’ by Aborted. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Aborted or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Fantasmes detraques de vice
Dissect, dissect, I desecrate illusions
Dissect, dissect, purity of perversion
A nameless terror feeds all my needs
Those absent eyes stare and defile the innocent
This insidious act of mastication has merely begun
Tear up, devour and desecrate
Tear up, devour and desecrate the illusion
Tear up, devour and desecrate
Tear up and dominate
Dissect, dissect, I desecrate illusions
Dissect, dissect, purity of perversion
A nameless zealot feeds all my needs
Elles glissent et serpentent, denaturent chaque courbe
Les immondices de ma creation. l’excitation a son paroxysme
Tremblements d’obscurite. carcasses de souvenirs dont l’odeur
Nauseablonde s’insinuera dans les reves les plus sordides
Dissect, dissect, I desecrate illusions
Dissect, dissect, purity of perversion
A nameless terror feeds all my needs
Dissect, dissect, and dominate
Dissect, dissect, purity of perversion
Watch me revel in my remains