CANNIBAL CORPSE LYRICS FROM THEIR WRETCHED SPAWN AND KILL ALBUMS  

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CANNIBAL CORPSE LYRICS FROM THEIR WRETCHED SPAWN AND KILL ALBUMS

CANNIBAL CORPSE SONG LYRICS FROM THEIR WRETCHED SPAWN ALBUM. THIS IS THE BLACK DEATH BAND AND THEIR SONG LYRICS THAT INSPIRED ME TO WRITE HORROR STORIES.

92 -l- Severed Head Stoning -l-

Buried waist deep gagged and bound
Piles of heads lie on the ground
Executioners start to assemble

Condemned man shakes with fear
Doom now becoming clear
The faces of the heads he resembles

Severed
Head
Stoning

His family's head strike him
The most recent victims
Without mercy savage killers throw

His wife's head breaks his jaw
Bruised flesh becoming raw
From many wounds blood begins to flow

When the victim dies
They chop off his head

Severed head stoning

Body beaten,in a daze
Eye pops out, fluids spray
Pulsing veins cause the wounds to gush

The end is near the bloody stumps
Mangled face a mass of lumps
What was now a man reduced to mush

Mashed into a pulp
Dozens of bones break

{Solo - Jack Owen}

Severed head stoning.

93 -l- Psychotic Precision -l-

Horrific perception that enters the brain
An abnormal psyche insanity's brain
Cemented beyond immeasurable doubt
Psychotic or not they need a way out

Of their obscured minds
If they want to be set free
Lunatics of wrath
Horrid killing viciously

Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical

In hell they will find
It is where they need to be
Murder redefined
Butchered meticulously

Killed the same way
On the same day
Various deaths
Identical

Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision, Psychotic precision
Psychotic precision

{Solo Jack Owen}

Aware not of the cruel visions each had
To slaughter alike they must truly be mad
Rewarded with blood on their ignorant hands
These psychos precisely slew many men

With their obscure minds
Feeling that they were set free
Murder redefined
Butchered meticulously

Like incisions
With conviction
Various deaths
Identical
Killed the same way
On the same day
Abysmal deaths
Imperceptible.

94 -l- Decency Defied -l-

Torn from your body,removed while you scream
Dissect to collect my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie by the side
Worn on my body or put on display

You mark your skin it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather

Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied

Crudely I cut away
All are my prey
Tell me how it feels when your flesh is peeled
You are vain with your art
I desire it torn apart
With my insane hunting the removal of flesh now starts

You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather

Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied

To you a design
Now a trophy made mine
To you a design
Now a trophy made mine

I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind
I seek to find
To satisfy my fucked mind

{Solo Jack Owen}

Ignoring your cries
Exposing your insides
Violence defined

Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collect, my blade now reams
Pieces of flesh lie side by side
Worn on my body or put on display

You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure
I take your precious art, it becomes my leather
Taking your hide before you have died

Decency defied.

95 -l- Frantic Disembowelment -l-

Intestines exposed
By violent thrusts
The innards removes
Dissecting the guts
To rip through the skin
Tissue and muscle
Cartilage shredding
Draining blood vessels

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Flesh matters the most
When splattered around
Its never morose
Absurdly profound
Fresh insides come out
Excitedly done
My purpose in life
To kill just for fun

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Frantic disembowelment
Deprived of vital content
Organ loss without consent
Spastic slicing an event
Sharpened steel my covenant
Frantic disembowelment
Mutilating miscreant
Sickening accomplishment
Spreading gore is well worth spent
Perpetuate this mad intent
Eternally malevolent
Frantic disembowelment

Kidneys exposed
The pancreas flew
Stomach deleted
The spleen I did chew
The carving is over
You lost and I won
Fulfilling my dream
I killed you for fun

Frenzied hacking
Morals lacking
Eviscerate
Life is gone before my eyes

Frantic disembowelment.

96 -l- The Wretched Spawn -l-

Conceived through
Procreate
A vicious brood

Ravaging intercourse
Penetrate with corpse
Forsaken, nude

Spawn of the wretched, born of the
Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate
Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled
Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child
The wretched spawn, inherently vile

Inherited traits
Reprobate
From birth an urge

No chance to change
Born deranged
Violence will emerge

Spawn of the wretched, born of the
Dawn of the murdering beasts of hate
Spawn of the wretched cunt defiled
Pawn of the darkness, blasphemous child
The wretched spawn, inherently vile

Spawn of the wretched, bred from the damned
Gone are the instincts normal of man
Spawn of the wanton loins of the cruel
Spawned by brute force used as a tool
The wretched spawn, violence will rule

Heredity dictates brutality
Groomed to carry the legacy
Genres of the butchers, a killing breed
Revel in making the helpless breed

Scion of the murders
A bloodline so profane
Born insane

Predestined to annihilate
Through sinister eugenics
Sworn to kill, they will

It was made to kill

{Solo Jack Owen}

Massacre the innocents
A slaughter without meaning
Bleed, screaming

Only one remains untouched
Her fate is violation
Vile
Impregnation.

97 -l- Cyanide Assassin -l-

Staking out the residence
Of the chosen target
Entering the empty home
Lace the food with poison

The hapless victim never had a chance
Precise contamination killed him fast

Shocking news traveled fast
But I have traveled faster
The only clue that's left behind
Poison in the cadaver

Cyanide assassin is my trade
Executing methods are my quarry's bane
Toxic killing tactics stop your breath
Precision dosage leaves the victim dead
Cyanide assassin

Life, my task to end
Death, I don't regret

Analyze the next assignment
Select the proper tools
Gas will be the most effective
That is what I'll use

Release the vapors in the victims room
Sleeping chambers fast become a tomb
Calculated venting should work fast
Enclosed space filled with poison gas
Cyanide assassin

Life, it should end fast
Death, he now should pass
Gasping, he fights for air
Face, fixed with despair
But the end does not seem close
Misjudged the lethal dose
I must return, my works not done
He's still alive, but to weak to run

{Solo Jack Owen}

A sloppy job must be finished
Can't leave him in a coma
With my mask I wont smell
The almond like aroma
With syringe in hand I walk into his room
He's struggling with the damage from the fumes
I plunge the needle deep into his vein
Completion of the murder ends his pain
Cyanide assassin.

98 -l- Festering In The Crypt -l-

Eyes tied tight forever
Mouth wired shut forever
Body parts dissever. You will see no more
Never....

Lowered into the ground
You will never hear another sound
In your coffin you are bound. Underground
Forever

To the earth you're now enslaved, to the creatures long depraved
Flesh has now turned to gray, as the larva gnaw away
As you rot in your smallish tomb, insects care not how you met your doom
In your casket eternally lie. Many were pleased to see you die

Fester
In the
Crypt where
You lie

Victims
Pass by
They watched
You die

Flesh melts off your frame. Infamous was your name
Years passed since you moved on
Nothing left buy carrion

Festering in the crypt.

99 -l- Nothing Left To Mutilate -l-

As I walk behind her, her scent trails me
What is it that draws me neared, what could it be?
Once I was normal among the sheep
Now I'm immortal, in the night I creep

Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the gleam of my blade, she has strayed
She will pay with the only life that she knows
Captured by the gender she loathes

Now she is tied, terrified, set aside
As I prepare she stared as I tear at the garment she hides behind
Her young flesh is so divine

One final deed, she will plead, I proceed
Satisfying my urge, I will scourge, as I surge through her hallowed feminine domain
From her young body. I cant abstain

Lifeless she now lies, now untied I defile
Carefully scoring her skin I begin from within
Removing her organs inspected
Still nothing detected

{Solo Jack Owen}

One way to achieve
The info I need
Continuing to cleave

{Solo Jack Owen}

Gradually consumed
She was foredoomed
Body one big wound

Now I am through as I chew on the few pieces that remain
of the brain, nothing gained, I continue my
searching in the night for the one who fulfilly my plight

Searching for the one, 21, she will run from the glean of my blade, she will pay
Nothing left to mutilate
Nothing left to mutilate.

100 -l- Blunt Force Castration -l-

Smash his scrotum sac
Alerted ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Emptied in the crotch
Gonads reduced to pulp
Hateful remedy
Void of sexuality

Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed

Emasculate
Crushing the testicles fast
Gebillitate
Cutting off the penis last

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

Detached genitals
Mangled between the thighs
Gelded painfully
Transformed before his eyes
Blood spews everywhere
Deprived of virginity

Sledgehammer destroys
Groin tattered and maimed

Inactive
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis fast
She cut off the penis last

Inactivate
She crushed the testicles fast
Disintegrate
She cut off the penis last

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

{Solo Pat O'Brien}

Blunt force castration
Giving life is done
Blunt for castration
Desexualized
Blunt force castration

{Solo Jack Owen}

Macerate
Deforming
Enervate
Caponized

Smash his scrotum sac
Altered ferociously
Survived this attack
Sterile now left to bleed
Hateful remedy
Void of sexuality

Sledgehammer destroys
Castrated with blunt force.

101 -l- Rotted Body Landslide -l-

Climbing the mounds to escape from death
Ten thousand left to rot
In this gorge

Bodies lie
Putrefy
I wont die

Suffocating stench of corpse's wafts
Up from the bits of deaths
Fumes disgorge

Rancid heap
Walls steep
Vapors creep

Underneath
Putrid tide
Rotted body
Land

Slide
Genocide
Mountains of dead mark the place where they died, they died

Transfixed with horror as the corpses fall
Flesh sloughs off as I try to grasp
Start to slip

Suffocate
Corpses weight
Steals my fate

Underneath
Putrid one
Rotted body
Land

Slide
Genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body
Landslide
Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside

Slide
Genocide
Mountains of the dead mark the place where they died
They died

Bodies of the dead
Smother me with rot
Remains are crushing me
Decomposing mound

This is where I die
Nameless dead my witness

Slide
Genocide
Anguish eternally fixed in their eyes
Rotted body
Landslide
Avalanche of cadavers down the mountainside.

102 -l- Slain -l-

The outlander walked into town, covered in gore
He knew he could not wait much longer, he needed more
Death
Pain
Terror
Blood...

On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always show for all time

Wasting no time he began defiling whores
He would be the last man they felt, a carnivore
Tear

Ravage
Maim

On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one knows
Their bloodstains will always show for all time

Firing, loaded rifle, never ending killing spree
Slashing with machete, body parts are the debris
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One more town, slowly going down
This is the coming of endless torment

{Solo Jack Owen}

Unburied victims lie, blood soaking into the sand
Remains of the slain, a dead body wasteland
There is no escape, he holds your fate as the death rate climbs to the fullest extent
One man left, sheriff bereft, faces the stranger with intent

{Solo Pat O'Brien}

On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always show for all...
Time
Expired
Big iron
Both die

On the high plain they lost their lives
Hundreds were slain
Why they died no one will know
Their bloodstains will always show for all...
Slain.

103 -l- Bent Backwards And Broken -l-

Twisting limbs until they break
Contortions wrenching pain

Joints are hyperextend
Opposite
Fibrous tendons snap
Bent
Backwards and broken

Hateful physical control
Opposite ways
Elbows bend and pop
Fingers cracking
Connective tissue torn

Unrelenting warping strain
Knees are shattered
Sinew ripped from bone
Ankles give way

Back is arching
Spinal pressure builds
Total collapse

Predacious entanglement, form is distorted
Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted

Splintering bones causing internal bleeding
Abundance of injuries, pain is exceeding

Every joint in the body is turned the wrong way
A debt to the nemesis forcibly paid

Arching the back
Vertebrae crack
Fracture the spine
Can't realign

{Solo Jack Owen}

Torque on the neck
Structure is wrecked
Amorphous blob
An end to macabre

A torturous lesson in physical terms
The only way some people learn
Stretching the body in every direction
Forcing the joints unnatural flexion

{Solo Pat O'Brien}

Twisting limbs until they break
Contortions wrenching pain
Bent
Bent
Bent
Backwards and broken.

104 -l- They Deserve To Die -l-

Violence is legitimate is causes such as this
Cruel retribution is fitting
Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist
Worthless filth receive no mercy

They deserve to die
They deserve to die

Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near
Punishment will be relentless

They deserve to die
They deserve to die

Vacuous faces hammered into mash
Beaten senseless, sense they never had
Merciless smashing shatters teeth and bone
Ignorance earned every crushing blow

Killing has just started and my lust for blood will grow
Justice will be found in murder
Stupid as they are they didn't know the seeds they'd sown
Grew into my savage hatred

They deserve to die
They deserve to die

Skull is fractured by the pounding
Eyes dislodging from their sockets
Brains spill out, the skull is split through
Mind vacant, now cranium too

Guilty thoughts will not infect me
Soulless scum receive no pity

Deceptive tongues hewn by my blade
Forked like a snake now on the ground they lay
They had no conscience so there is no loss
For my redemption there must be a cost

{Solo Pat O'Brien}

They deserve to die
They deserve to die
DIE!!!!

{Solo Jack Owen}

105 -l- Hells Bells -l-

I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm coming' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

CHORUS:
Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringing Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

CHORUS
yeow
Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's Bells, the temperature's high
Hell's Bells, across the sky
Hell's Bells, they're taking' you down
Hell's Bells, they're dragging' you around
Hell's Bells, gonna split the night
Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah

Ow, ow, ow, ow

Hell's Bells.

CANNIBAL CORPSE SONG LYRICS FROM THEIR NEW KILL ALBUM.THIS IS THE BLACK DEATH BAND AND THEIR SONG LYRICS THAT INSPIRED ME TO WRITE HORROR STORIES.

106 The Time To Kill Is Now

We see them coming a mile away
Gathered to kill on the desolate plain
No fear in our minds
Pure hate in our hearts

Miscalculation of our strength their bane
Take us lightly and we'll make you pay
Pride left them defenseless
No mercy for Hubris

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

They rush to fight us and we stand and wait
Pulses quicken as they take the bait
Mere seconds to slaughter
We can wait no longer

Closing fast with their weapons high
Still believing it's we that will die
Now the ambush is sprung
Now they learn they were wrong
Now the killing will start
Tear the bastards apart

They thought it would be easy but now they're being crushed
Arrogance of power leaves them dying in their blood
There will be no mercy for these filthy sons of whores
The innards of my enemies impaled upon my sword
Many years we've waited for this final day of slaughter
Our victims are decapitated, their limbs are torn asunder
Careful preparation brought our haughty victims down
Our forces are at full strength and the time to kill is now.

Time to kill is now

Time to kill

They are all dead, it's their end today
All lost their lives in tremendous pain
Not one has survived
We left none alive

Do not doubt our conviction to kill
Hate on our side we will never fail
Now the killing will start
Tear the bastards apart
Strike the enemy down
The time to kill is motherfucking now.

107 MAKE THEM SUFFER

Suffer

Extreme pain is what they need to feel for the rest of their lives
Misery and despair leaves their souls when infinity ends

Let them taste the wrath as the agony consumes them
Swallowed by the darkest light a blackened state of dismay
Survival is the only thing left for them
This grievous revelation is a new beginning
Led to the solution against their will

Deprivation thrives as the therapy continues
Sullen mastery is an answer uncontested
Denial is the only thing left for them
Life as they knew it is a distant memory
Scores of victims lust for apathy

Make them suffer
While they plead for cessation
Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction
Damned to please supremacy
The reason for their martyrdom they will never know

Make them suffer
While they bleed through damnation
Begged for retribution before meeting with demise
Cursed by animosity
Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Domination reigns supreme the evil has no end
Spent of all their energy now worthless and degraded
Slow death is the only thing left for them
Physically and mentally devoid of dignity
Languished immortality

Make them suffer

While they plead for cessation
Entirely demoralized and close to mass extinction
Damned to please supremacy
The reason for their martyrdom they will never know

Make them suffer
While they bleed through damnation
Begged for retribution before meeting with demise
Cursed by animosity
Once chosen for this mad ordeal there is no escape

Make them suffer
Forever.

108 Murder Worship

Homage to our God, the act of killing bears us
Closer to His grace, beyond the void of darkness
Every drop of blood, a chance to deify us
Bring us to our lord our killings transcending

Devotion drips from my jagged blade
My righteous hate fuels unyielding rage
Sacramental slaughter all for faith
In the homicidal doctrine he creates

Decapitated heads, adorn the holy altar
Kneeling at its base, we stare in veneration
Every single death, brought us closer to Him
Take us to our Lord our bloodlust evolving,
Enshrining the bodies, evil emerging

Hate rips through flesh and bone
The dogma states that it must be done
We adhere to the holy text
More must die if we are to advance

Pray to our God
With blood we praise His epic acts of hate and homicidal glory, legendary murders
Trust in our Lord
Leads us to kill in the same way that He did, sever all the heads in sacrificial splendor
He is close now
Soon He will be among us leading, violence, ruin, divinity, homicide

Kneeling in the blood, we see our Master watching
Look behind His eyes, a soul so ruthless, perfect
Transfixed by His gaze, His congregation waiting
We summoned Him here by doing His bidding
Now He will slay us, circle completed

Arterial spray paints the temple red
Our Master's advent brought us death
Rapturous screaming fills these hallowed halls
Blood soaked paradise awaits us all.

109 Necrosadistic Warning

Hordes of the rotting dead surround the villagers
Unwary victims mangled and battered
Once buried warriors have risen to kill again
Signs of their wickedness left for a warning

Mutilate
Disembowel
Amputate
Kill and

Gratification achieved by dismemberment
Unnatural legions ravage the carcasses
Open wounds targets for evil defilers
Seed of iniquity covers the body parts

Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace

Violate
Death so foul
Ejaculate
Pieces

Bound with intestines the body is held upright
Travelers encounter the gruesome monition
Terrorized realization of coming death
They will be next for the army of killers
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Remains are on display
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Molested corpses hang

Undead
Molest
Defile

Kill them
Butcher
Then fuck

Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Discharge on the corpse
Necrosadistic warning
You will not rest in peace
Necrosadistic warning
Desecration of the dead

[Solo: Pat O' Brien].

110 Five Nails Through The Neck

Knock him out with chloroform
Surreptitious trapping tack
Drag the body to the trunk
Take the captive to the house and down into the basement

Binding method is extreme
Unconscious I will pierce the hands and feet
Arms and legs nailed to the wood
Beneath the table blood is forming shallow pools

Perforate the abdomen
Punctured organs start to fail
Mounting pain revives the man
His gaze meets mine then panic starts, the nails leave him immobilized

Head is thrashing from the pain
I must nail it to the wood with long sharp nails
Penetration of the flesh
Five dozen nails will hold him down

Five nails
My hammer pounds them, the steel secures him
Five nails
My victim conscious, he is immobile
I raise my hammer, and aim for the throat

Five nails through the neck

Trachea is torn
Gasping sounds are heard
Life is leaving him
But not soon enough

Agony, torturous

Long nails penetrate
Through the flesh and bone
Table dripping blood
Victim full of holes

Suffer, merciless

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Five nails through the
Five nails through the neck

60 nails adorn the fool
12 on each leg and arm
4 of them aerate his face
3 puncture is abdomen and leave his vitals oozing

I step back and view my work
Torture victim lies drained of life
Outside world will never know
How many nails the victim felt before he died

Five nails through the neck.

111 Purification By Fire

Internal burning
An omen reborn
Embrace the Torture
Purify the soul

Bathe in red hot coals, dripping skin become a pleasure
Face begins to melt, liquid from the head rewarding

Eternal burning
Sanctified with flames
Unholy recourse
The demons are here
Unleash the fury

Body slowly burnt, vital organs charred and blackened
Scorch to disinfect is the method for acceptance

Purification by fire
Transformation is rapture

Beyond recognition and deranged from the cleansing
Frenzied schizophrenic a memory before the scalding
Sacrifice for pain

Unrelenting heat scrambles the sense
Caustic remedy betrays existence
Hellish invasion just part of the plan
Beasts have been summoned to conquer again
Unleash the fury

Internal burning an omen reborn
Embrace the Torture purify the soul

Bathe in red hot coals, dripping skin becomes a pleasure
Face begins to melt, liquid from the head rewarding
Body slowly burnt, vital organs charred and blackened
Scorch to disinfect is the method for acceptance

Purification by fire
From within the torment is complete
Any worthy future now obsolete
Purification by fire, transformation is rapture.

112 Death Walking Terror

I am the black thoughts of the night
Deep in the darkness of your mind
Shrouded in shadow, the mental Torture
In the realm of death walking terror

Stalking the closest to the edge
Imposition of depravity
Sanity holding by a thread
Desperation draws them close to me

Always unseen but never far behind
Fleeting darkness tricks your eyes
Paranoia, a creeping horror
Guided by the death walking terror

Your hand reaches for the knife
Subconscious molding insidious
It was always in your mind
Release the pain, a psychotic rush

Death walking terror
Slow mental Torture

I am the blood you seek to spill
I am your inner drive to kill
Dark inspiration, a moral failure
Created by the death walking terror

Your hands have done my bidding well
Your hideous dreams now reality
Manipulation done with stealth
I was with you, I heard the screams

Death walking terror
Slow mental Torture
Death walking terror
Psychic tormentor

The weakest ones will fall
My murderous influence appeals to their fear
My will is just too strong
The decision was mine but they'll never know

Death walking terror

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

I walk behind you while you kill
Usurping your mind, you are oblivious
You'll never know your spirit fell
Supplanted by this deep disgust

Death walking terror, slow mental Torture
Death walking terror, psychic tormentor.

113 Barbaric Bludgeonings

Moving through the cover of night
With battle hardened hate in their eyes
Anticipate the surgical strike
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony

Violence, the purest form, a primitive trait
The weak will inherit the Earth piled on top of their graves
Survival is slipping the attack has already begun
Dominant force batter their prey, bludgeons their weapon of choice
A vicious tradition since the dawn of man

Traumatizing agony
Murderous revelry, smashing people to pieces
This kind of hate cannot be contained
Those who have fallen onto the ground will never rise again

Squalid and broken no match for the enemy
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on
Ripping out organs they're hung on display
A message to others they'll die the same way
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on

[Solo: Rob Barrett]
[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Squalid and broken no match for the enemy
Too weak to fight back no chance for escape
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on
Ripping out organs they're hung on display
A message to others they'll die the same way
Covered in their own blood
The surgical strike must go on

Moving through the cover of night
With battle hardened hate in their eyes
Anticipate the surgical strike
Will suffer, panic stricken, traumatizing agony.

114 The Discipline Of Revenge

Patience is my ally
Design should not be rushed
Aspersions long forgotten
Never left my mind

My rage must be controlled
My plans require time
My rage must be controlled until the time is right

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Master of self control
Seething deep inside
Enemies oblivious
My ruse has made them blind

My rage must be controlled
My plans require time
My rage must be controlled until the time is right

My hate has been concealed my time has come at last
My hate has been concealed but now the scum will die

Batter the face
Crushing the pompous fool
Retaliation
This was worth the wait

Endurance
Deception
Abhorrence

Vengeance
Wounds of the enemy
Oozing hypocrisy
Duplicitous slime
They are less than nothing

Twisted
Slaves to their vanity
They are beneath my feet
Only now can they learn
As my boot kicks their heads

Pitiless tormenting
Resolve never wavering
Contemptible pieces of human trash litter my life

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Victory was certain
They never saw it coming
Years of planning have paid off
Voices inside silenced.

115 Brain Removal Device

Heads removed of their faces lay by my feet
Chopped and hacked their bodies detached
Eyes and teeth are violently smashed
Gruesome acts

I'm having strong urges to extract the brains
Overwhelmed with demented thoughts
Could it be that I committed these
Gruesome acts

Death is all I ever know
Gore is what I need to help satisfy me
Brains are all I ever crave
Can't deny my hatred for society
Blood so sweet upon my lips
Live a life of moribund abnormalcy
Born with only half a head
Can't deny my hatred for intelligence

The brain removal device

Drained again through the mouth the blackest blood flows
Save it for another day
Savor the vile abundance of
Gruesome acts

Dead is like being alive
Stench of rotting death becomes irrelevant
Heads affixed to a machine
Peel the skin from random skulls exposing bone
Cracked open with vice like force
Spray my face with human slop, carnal spatter
Slave to my repulsive goal
To regain control beyond what's in my mind

The brain removal device

Shredded brain tissue is mine
Succulent flavor is pure
Evil is personified
Dominance

Brutal conclusion foreseen
Envisioned so long ago
The slaughtered were unaware

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Contraption for hollowing heads
Is forcing me to realize
Cerebral obsession within is my reality

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Death is all I ever know
Gore is what I need to help satisfy me
Brains are all I ever crave
Can't deny my hatred for society
Blood so sweet upon my lips
Live a life of moribund abnormalcy
Slave to my repulsive goal
To regain control beyond what's in my mind

The brain removal device.

116 Maniacal

Rage, taking control of my mind
Driving me to
Kill without mercy
I see red
Blood on
My hands
My knife
Crazed, boiling blood pumps through my heart
Pushing me to
Respond with violence
I spill their
Blood with
Vicious
Cruelty

Maniacal
Psychopath

Slash through the crowd of faces leaving a trail of bloody dead
Hold down the scumbag, slice off his ear, gouge out his fucking eyes

Pounding the human maggots, broken bones cause screams of pain
Femur pokes through the muscles in his upper leg, I wrench it out with force

Stabbing the faces
Knocking out teeth with my nail spiked bat
Internal damage
Trauma from beatings causes organs to burst

Maniacal
Psychopath

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Chunks of butchered victims cover the floor in my wake
Frenzied battery and slashing slung pieces of face on the ceilings and walls

Raging violence will consume all of my damaged brain
Ruthless murders are the only way to make this impulse abate

Maniacal
Psychopath.

117 Submerged In Boiling Flesh

Dangling above a vat of putrid muck
A rancid stench of foul decay never encountered before
Screaming in horror for I now remember my fate
I will be submerged in boiling flesh
This cauldron will soon take my life

Upside down my mind is warping
Cannot break free
From the shackles
Bloodied chains cut circulation
Losing reason
Gag and vomit

Blisters are forming all over my body now
Oozing with pus as they start to explode, fervent finality
The fumes and the vapors have perforated my lungs
Writhing and twitching from maddening pain
Why must I die like this?

Insanity not far away
Mental breakdown
Scathing havoc
Pray for death to come and get me
Inner anguish
Begins

Fear
Received Relentless
Malignancy

Near the end is what I'm sensing
Must accept it
Can't accept it
Last attempt to stop this nightmare
Cannot be done
I will be dead

Gone
Berserk
While waiting
My life will boil

To struggle is useless

[Solo: Rob Barrett]

Plunge
Fatal
Paradise
Of the obscene

[Solo: Pat O'Brien]

Enter the tank
It doesn't take long
Epidermis dissolved
All that's let are my bones
It's a matter of seconds when de fleshed in flesh
My body now part of sick mire
This chamber of liquefied humans that I have amassed is completed because I was
The last in line.

118 INFINITE MISERY

[Music by Pat O'Brien]

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