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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
Lying there cold after a torturous death
Your life ended fast you took your last breath Dead in a grave, your final place The maggots infest your disfigured face Puss through your veins takes the place of blood Decay sets in, bones begin to crack Thrown six feet down left to rot Brains oozing black down the side of your broken neck . Skull full of maggots . They enter your tomb-maggots-beginning to feast-maggots Crawling on you-maggots-now they eat you-maggots Rotting maggots-maggots-infesting your corpse-maggots Parasites of the dead-maggots-now dwell in your head . Lying there cold after a torturous death Your life ended fast you took your last breath Dead in a grave, your final place The maggots infest your disfigured face Puss through your veins takes the place of blood Decay sets in, bones begin to crack Thrown six feet down left to rot Brains oozing black down the side of your broken neck |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
[Music: Barrett]
[Lyrics: Barrett] Never leave your nest unguarded Next of kin the first to go Absolute hatred cast upon the family Payback for the hated one I am the judge, jury, executioner And pallbearer all in one Process of elimination Affirmative action has just begun Expectorate upon your soul Malicious devilry is unleashed ten fold You cannot hide Witness of my stopping power Reaction time is not enough Psychological torment tearing at you sanity it has to be, it must be done Hatred flows, uncontained, feel my wrath Through the death of your entire tribe Hatred flows, uncontained I must archieve my revenge through hatred [Lead - Owen] [Lead - Barrett] I've regained my pride Victory's mine You cannot hide The footsteps you hear are gonna be mine |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
A relapse of my body
Sends my mind into multiple seizures Psychologically a new human being One that has never been Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul My limbs go numb I can't control my own thought Are his now his evil consuming me ever telling me begin the clit carving Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie Knowing this spell can only be broken by the vaginal skins of young women I proceed to find the meat their bleeding cunts will set me free Warmth seeping from this Body Rotted After I sucked the blood from her ass I feel more alive more alive than I've ever been Even though now I'm dead within My mouth drools As I slice your perinium My body smeared With the guts I've extracted through her hole, came swollen organs cunnilingus with the mutilated My spirit returned from the dead Released by the priest but I felt more real when I was dead The curse is broken I have a dependence on vaginal skin It's become my sexual addiction I must slit, the twitching clit Rotted cavity hold the juice Between the legs, I love to carve My cock is dripping with her blood |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Bleeding (1993)
Walk away, into the dark
Come my way, terror I am the evil within each soul I take the spirits of those I kill Murdered Decomposition, The body rots Rotting, rotting body parts I killed the first To experiment I don't want to hurt you I just want to kill you Torture, I start to cut Carving, blood slowly clots Horrors, mutilations Homicidal experimentation I set the dead on fire To decay in flame Homicidal desire More are marked for murder More victims to capture Butchered Bodies hang dead Drained of all their blood Pieces sewn on backwards Neck with no heads Mutilated, dead Homicidal desire More are marked for murder More victims to butcher |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
You can take me away from my sorrow
But you can't take away my scars I stand in the middle of the highway Playing chicken with the cars It's not that I'm destructive I Just want to feel your pain If there was any way I could have known I would trip and fall away from you If there was anything I could have done To stay in love with you--with you I wish I could say to you what you are to me But I know it would make you sad You are too good to be my lover But you've been the greatest dad I ever had You made my life so lovely I Just had to mess it up If there was any way I could have known I would trip and fall from your grace If there was anything I could have done To stay in love with you If I knew I'd do it twice just to make sure that I did it right If there was any way that I could have known I would always need to be alone If there was anything I could have done To stay in love with you I'd be in love with you--with you |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
Twisting limbs untill they break
Contortions wrenching pain Joints are hyperextended Opposite Backwards and broken Bent Fibrous tendons snap Hateful physical control Opposite ways Elbows bend and pop Fingers cracking Connective tissue torn Knees are shattered Unrelenting warping strain Sinew ripped from bone Ankles give way Back is arching Spinal pressure builds Predacious entanglement, form is distorted Total collapse Splintering bones causing internal bleeding Grotesque rearrangement, body contorted 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 Amorphous blob Structure is wrecked An end to macabre A torturous lesson in physical terms The only way some people learn Forcing the joints unnatural flexion Stretching the body in every direction [Solo Pat O'Brien] Twisting limbs until they break Bent Bent Contortions wrenching pain Bent Backwards and broken |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
Nude and violated I raped the life from her body
Lying dead the insects bite her pale skin My marks of torture Left on my daughter Body badly beaten I remember My ropes and chains bruised her arms and legs I wiped her blood on my face her tender body I disgraced Slow strangulation her neck twisted and broken Abdominal lacerations Blood pouring from Abrasions Control of the mind feelings left behind dreaming inner hate I create an alternate state of the grave Scared to death homicidal premonitions horror fills you As your soul is ripped from you Dreaming my dream of death I cast the spell Intertwine your mind with mine Dreams become reality Enhancing the imagination Murder is my infatuation Killing off generations Families torn to pieces but the one they love Possessed by another My pleasure is to murder Entering your dreams through my spell they will bleed Night after night Reoccurring killings Sleep Someone wake me from this nightmare I've become my darkest fear Awaken to the sight of your hacked up family their spirits are trapped beyond the cemetery Bodies rotting, but I'm not sleeping Scream you're not dreaming Someone wake me form this nightmare I've become my darkest fear Came to life in my mind A world of darkness forever sleeping in this coffin Eternally dreaming...... |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music: Webster, O'Brien]
[lyrics, vocal patterns: Mazurkiewicz, Fisher] Blood Drenched Execution Carnage inspired by hatred and evil Fatalities the final solution Feel the fucking pain I rip your child from your cunt The fetus is kept alive To die before caring eyes Slaves in hell for me A tortured death will set you free The executioner I was meant to be Born to kill for all eternity The exsanguination Savage display of murder and mayhem Casualities of primal abduction Red is spraying from The hole in the baby's head The slaughter will not subside This day a family dies Young blood is so pure Unborn infant is dead premature The executioner Has to mutilate A fetal pulp is all that remains Rapid blood loss Flooding the floor Gore is unstoppable Rabid blood lord Carving the whore Extremely contemptible Rancid rancor Insatiable from my proclivity Random tirade Eternal death inevitable [Solo - O'Brien] Blood drenched execution Carnage inspired by hatred and evil Fatalities the final solution Felt the fucking pain I ripped our child from your cunt The fetus was kept alive To die before blood soaked eyes |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
[Music: Webster]
[Lyrics: Webster] I am lost and sickened Disoriented by this bleak environment How I came to be here escapes my memory This is a desert, deep scarlet grains Stretch the horizon and the sickly brown sky Gale force winds pepper my face The sand tastes foul, the sand tastes like blood Savagely cruel, barren expanse, the atmosphere, a caustic fog Every breath reminds me of pain Dust of dried blood filling my lungs On the horizon I see a chasm, a distant pulse begins to beat [Lead - Owen] Suddenly a flash, specter of the past Vision of mass murder, torrents of blood The vision quickly ends, the wasteland still beckons Plodding toward the chasm I hear rushing liquid My mind cannot conceive, the massacre I behold An infinite river of cadavers, buoyant in their own blood Vertigo engulfs my brain as my body fails and drops [Lead - Barrett] A million corpses staring Straining to survive, limbs flailing in the blood Grapple with headless bodies Hands of the dead are pulling me downward Drowning in this river Intestines are alive, like tentacles they choke Situation hopeless I submit to the fury of the river Paralyzed with terror Thousands of their thoughts are entering my mind Conscious on their level Every tortured death is experienced at once Drowning in their anguish Ordeal of their deaths now saturates my brain Vengeful corpses shrieking Genocide, genocide, genocide, genocide |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
Walking down the street, the smell of death in the air
What a rotting stench My imagination runs wild at what it could be Open up the can to discover a dead body Or what was left of one, pieces in a bag Blood is everywhere what a retched sight Cut up really small by a razor sharp knife Lying in the garbage no one else knows What I have found, what should I do Take it to the police or make it into stew This was an evil committed by the insane Looking down laughing, I am the same The sight of death drives me nuts, I must kill To control my brain Swept away by my lust to cause pain, Mutilation is my only want The evil inside me gives me the strength To kill at will My life is the means to cause death In the most sinister way I see it in your eyes the fear that keeps me alive I'll take it away, your life will end today I'll leave you to rot, what a sick odor Scream all you want, but you can't stop this horror Tasting your life as I drink your blood Ripping out your insides, chewing on your spleen Dead or living flesh is what I crave I'll kill someone or eat from a grave |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
Smash his scrotum sac
Allered ferociously Survived this attack Sterile now left to bleed Emptied in the croth 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 Detatched genitals Mangled between the thighs Gelded painfully Transformed before his eyes Blood spews everywhere Deprived of virtility 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 Macerate Deforming Enervate Caponized Smash his scrotum sac Altered ferociously Survived this attack Sterile now left to bleed Hatefull remedy Void of sexuality Sledgehammer destroys Castrated with blunt force |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
Enter the crypts of hell, to impregnate the dead
Fresh burial sight, my hunger grows tonight Undying lust for cadaverous molestation sights of death building my sensations Ferocious need for decomposing bodies Sex with the dead now I must breed Within the stiff corpse planting my seed The taste of formaldahyde, smell of the rot Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch Raging fires of hell, burning through my soul My love for a dead fuck, what I cannot control The child soon will rise, all evil will survive Birth through death The newborn needs a feast, its mother is the meal Chomping on her flesh, his teeth tearing her skin I love to fuck the dead, demons in my head Tearing at my brain I love to fuck the dead, demons in my head Tearing at my brain Bleeding sores beginning to stench While you lick the festering stump Green infection discharging puss Devour the putrid afterbirth Sex with the dead now I must breed Within the stiff corpse planting my seed The taste of formaldahyde, smell of the rot Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
To kill is why I live
My God gives eternal life Slice you, I watch your blood flow Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full Pressure building, the body starts to swell The souls of my victims brings me great power Feasting on the flesh by the hour Lungs explode as I cave in your chest Probing through your organs - searching for meat Chewing the heart of my kill builds my evil will Bodies emptied of blood to fill my sacrificial chalice I stalk my prey at night, I need to kill tonight To strengthen my evil soul, those what I keep worship me below I am your worst reality, pain and torture of humanity Violent ways of insanity, there is no end to this cruelty In my grasp, I'll kill you fast, I'll send your soul to hell Butchery of Human beings is the only life I know My armies of zombies will inherit the earth, and answer to my spells Mutilate the human race in search for immortals I drag the carcass home, it feels stiff and cold Incantation of the devil to rob it of its soul Consume the lifeless cadaver, I drink your blackened blood Its death flows through my body, indulge in its pain Crucifixion in the cemetary awakes the dead from their sleep Rising from their graves to devour the weakened mortals Under my control, I own their tortured souls |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Birth is always painful,Decaying in the womb trapped withtin this body
A bleeding human tomb gutted bitch lies dead emptied of the child Chewing on the cords its life line to this world afterbirth is flowing The stench is overwhelming My body, growing stronger, my pain turns to torture Severing its bloodline A butchered infant carcass Meat from the unborn, the freshest kills Chopped up children bathing in blood Contoured and festering I rot in disgust Re-generation of my body Mother ripped apart Smashing in her face My knife cutting holes, fucking her remains Esophogus carved out Crushing cartilage Bile oozing from punctures in your liver Riping meat from within Chewing in instestine Bladder spurting urine, sight of defecation now grow infection The child ripped to shreds Drinking its excertions Zombification ejaculation over mutilation On the mothers body hacked into peices The sludges from my cock gives her life once again Sewing the remains of the child deep within her Reborn through evil My toture known throughout hell Heed is his calling, the demons await my next kill Carnage is my fetish Body cavities scraped of guts Brains seeping from cracks as my axe continues to hack |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music, lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Webster, Fisher] Generations Denying penance Eternal life reborn Time and time again Deny Salvation I refuse it I will not be saved Return to human form Murder Heartless Bestial I kill Without Pity for victims with untrue gods My instinct will push beyond Feelings like guilt, remorse or mercy My flesh holds a soul of Generations Denying virtue Eternal hate reborn Time and time again Defy Redemption Spit upon it My soul they cannot claim Return to kill again Butcher Unclean Spirit Searching Hunting Another life to maim and kill A beast with brutal will Lifetimes spent on a quest for blood And with my death it does not end Evil reborn for eternity Centuries of torment I will not be saved [Solo - O'Brien] When I die They beg me to repent I refuse I return The past forgotten but evil innate They have lost They will not be saved They will die |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music, lyrics, vocal patterns: Webster]
Deathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain through penance You will plead for your scourge Burnt with iron Retinas scorched Eyes are blind Purge the mind Enter the chambers of blood Slave to the cruelty inside Die in the chambers of blood Cleansed of the sins of your life...bleeding Walls are stained with blood of vice Learn through scourge The errors of depravity Immortal curse Inquisitors for eternity Scourging to learn The stamina of the condemned Disembowel Torn apart Heaving lungs Severed tongues Never to speak evil, never again This is the way it must be Burnt at the stake or Stretched on the rack Burning your soul Draw out your guilt Pieces torn off Pieces that sinned Tumors that must be destroyed Chop off a cock or carve out a cunt Cleansing your soul, bleed to atone Enter the chambers of blood Slave to the cruelty inside Die in the chambers of blood Cleansed of the sins of your life Bleed on it's infernal walls Nailed to the prison you made Scraps of flesh litter the halls Torture the price has been paid Disembowel Torn apart Never to speak evil, never again This is the way it must be Burnt at the stake or Stretched on the rack Burning your soul Draw out your guilt Pieces torn off Pieces that sinned Tumors that must be destroyed Chop off a cock or carve out a cunt Cleansing your soul, bleed to atone Enter the chambers of blood Slave to the cruelty inside Die in the chambers of blood Cleansed of the sins of your life Bleed on it's infernal walls Nailed to the prison you made Scraps of flesh litter the halls Torture the price has been paid |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Worm Infested (2004)
Crimes of passion
Ruled his mind The anger inside Compassion he will never find The pain and pleasure Of the blade And he loved The screams she made Forgive me father For I have sinned Because the anger Burned within Unfaithful He saw it in her eyes They wouldn't hide Betrayal and her wicked lies Confessions From a dying man Listen now And understand Shadows In the night Pain That summons fright He looked Into her eyes And tells her Tonight she dies But to you I must confess That when she died She was the best |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs
Blood thirsty Ungodly Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores Of those I infect become my loyal servants To ride me of my own rot Whittling meat from the bones of the dead Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge The mutilated bodies I leave rotting after I Have fucked them with my knife Becoming a product of my own nigtmares A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased I hide my slobbering skin Covered by a victims flap I love to watch the blood ooz down the bodies stump Like scap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side Now revealed Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past Leaking membrane, consuming bodies Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification Spewing pus on rotted skin I celebrate my Cruelty, boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from My lips, my only thirst is pus eruption of cysts Incurable disfigured bodies, I rape the dying Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs The ruptured organs leak the fluid that I seek To break the incantation of my damnation Split wide open, bloated organs burst Nerves uprooted, re-opening healed wounds On my body Sucking on the sores Ingesting my own fluids Self-parasitic puss indulgement |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs
Blood thirsty Ungodly Passing on my curse, the spell pussing gores Of those I infect become my loyal servants To ride me of my own rot Whittling meat from the bones of the dead Pulverizing pelvic regions with a sledge The mutilated bodies I leave rotting after I Have fucked them with my knife Becoming a product of my own nigtmares A bleeding sac of infection, years deceased I hide my slobbering skin Covered by a victims flap I love to watch the blood ooz down the bodies stump Like scap, a vulgar way of life, my hideous side Now revealed Remembering the future is the key to unlock my past Leaking membrane, consuming bodies Carving out the cunts, blood my lubrification Spewing pus on rotted skin I celebrate my Cruelty, boils begin to form, dripping on my tongue Swallowing throbbing glands, the juice leaks from My lips, my only thirst is pus eruption of cysts Incurable disfigured bodies, I rape the dying Horrific sights now manifest, penetrating inner organs The ruptured organs leak the fluid that I seek To break the incantation of my damnation Split wide open, bloated organs burst Nerves uprooted, re-opening healed wounds On my body Sucking on the sores Ingesting my own fluids Self-parasitic puss indulgement |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music: Webster/Owen]
[lyric: Webster] [vocal patterns: Webster/Fisher] Screwdriver repeatedly lands in his face Gouges and hacks at the man of disgrace Tearing off muscles from the bones of his chest Rending his flesh with rage I've been blessed Chopped off the tongue that told the lies I spit on him and laugh while he dies Lying there helpless I throw brick at your head Starving for violence and now I've been fed His blood drips from my mouth I bit his larynx out Biting off fingers when he tried to push me back His blood drips from my mouth I bit his larynx out Biting off fingers when he tried to push me back Chopping at his face in hate, I gouge and hack Crushing the despised Under my boot I hear your bones crack So many things that you want to take back I won't forget and I won't forgive Not so long as I allow you to live Chopped off the tongue that told the lies I spit on him and laugh while he dies Lying there helpless I throw brick at your head Starving for violence and now I've been fed His blood drips from my mouth I bit his larynx out Biting off fingers when he tried to push me back His blood drips from my mouth I bit his larynx out Biting off fingers when he tried to push me back Chopping at his face in hate, I gouge and hack Crushing the despised |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
Staking out the residence
Of the chosen target Entering the empty home Lace the food with poision The hapless victim never had a chance Precise contamination killed him fast Shocking news traveld fast But I have traveled faster The only clue thats left behind Poision in the cadaver Cyanide assassin is my trade Exacuting 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 dont 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 poision gas Cyanide assassin Life, it should end fast Death, he now should pass Gasping, he fights for air Face, fixed with dispair 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 A sloppy job must be finished Can't leave him in a coma With my mask I wont smell The almonnd 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 waling terror Stalking the closest to the edge Impostion 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 you 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 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
Torn from your body, removed while you scream
Dissect to collect, my blade now reaps 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 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 by Jack Owen) Ignoring your cries Exposing your insides Violence defined Torn from your body, removed while you scream Dissect to collect my blade now reaps 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
Ravenous waves attack
Drawn by the scent of life Fever of our blood Instinct rules this mass, ruthless living seas, devouring Countless verming gnashing at my face Tear meat from my skull Swarming rabid, features are erased Unrecognizable Body covered, rat filled innards Shred internal organs Heart and lungs consumed from inside but my pain doesn't end I have not died (2x) Devour, cesspool of vermin Devour, boodthirsty rabid devoured by vermin Resistance now gives way, rodents freely feed Tearing at my skin Muscles are exposed, shining red with blood Meat that they seek Crawling rodents gorging on me Repulsive starving droves Shredding, stripping, consming all I was, tissue pulled from bones Dying slowly, feeling every fang Shock has yet to come Scavengers tear out my eyes My pain won't end, I have not died (2x) Devour, cesspool of vermin Devour, boodthirsty rabid devoured by vermin Ruthless gnawing vermin - feed Cleaning off my bones while I breathe Stenching greasy rodents - swarm My body is losing its form (2x) Devour, cesspool of vermin Devour, boodthirsty rabid devoured by vermin |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
Repulsion of beauty drove me to hunt
A frenzy of self hate possessing me Violated their bodies, stripped of their pride Tortured and twisted until they have died Hatred inside is all I would find I despise what I see in the mirror Sadistic hateful scum I kill them but it's myself I hate Now I'll do myself too A straight razor will reshape my face First my ears then my nose Blood is gushing continue to carve Erase the face I hate Now I'm hacking at my chest A frenzy of self hate possessing me Controls my actions, controls my thoughts As I scrape away my skin I fill my tub, with alcohol I plunge in to the burning pool The pain intense, my whole body is drenched in scalding liquid Despite my pain I am able To grab a lighter on the counter The flint ignites, the flames erupt I'm consumed in the inferno Cauterize, my skin is charred Regenerate, more loathsome than before I despise what I see in the mirror Sadistic hateful scum The abomination before my eyes A reflection of me I see an image of disfigured evil I've skinned myself alive Dripping with blood and blistered by fire The face I hate erased |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music: Webster, Owen]
[lyrics: Webster] [vocal patterns: Fisher] Sever the limbs Decapitate Yank out the teeth Then masturbate Pounding the face Ejaculate My darkest needs I satiate Bathe in blood Wallow in bile Tear out the heart Victim defiled Sever the limbs Decapitate Yank out the teeth Then masturbate Pounding the face Ejaculate Entrails slip through my fingers As I sift through her innards My body rigid with goose bumps My erection growing stronger I put my cock into the carcass My climax can wait no longer Expectorate my seed of hate Onto her mutilated corpse Sever the limbs Decapitate Yank out the teeth Then masturbate Pounding the face Ejaculate My darkest needs I satiate Bathe in blood Wallow in bile Tear out the heart Victim defiled |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music, lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Fisher, Webster] The basement incinerator Is where they'll put the head Hose the floor and clean the room Anywhere they bled Into boxes go the bags Fill the space with rocks In the dark of night He throws them off the docks Rotting in the river Never to be found Under tons of concrete Deep beneath the ground From behind he grabs his mouth The blade goes to his neck Bulging veins pumping blood He struggles to protect If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks Grab the neck, Slit the throat, take the life Hang the corpse - Prepare to drain the blood Bone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knife Carve the corpse - Dissect him in the tub Smash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bones With a crowbar - scrape off all tattoos If you don't cut open the stomach The corpse will rise and float The victim is discovered dead Rotting organs bloat The killer chops the body With a scalpel and an ax The parts are then drained And put into the sacks Chunks of a skull Sawn in half bones Body is found Killer unknown [Solo - Owen] |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
Dwelling inside was an anger
an anger that grew into hatred Grinding turning inside of me Seeking finding the need to feed On my soul it now appears I've lost control Of my mind it's now begun to tear and grind The pain its destination my brain Can't hide from being eaten from inside iinsiiiide Originating deep within a heart that is now cold and dead Tearing its way through my organs leaving nothing but shreds Ripping tissue is torn away Severing parts and veins in the way My insides are on the outside of me My bones now shatter and explode The pain its destination my brain Can't hide from being eaten from inside Left on the ground is my head waiting for the final blow Brain violently corroding the end won't come fast only slow Seeing what's left of my body Drowning blood is surrounding me My skull melts revealing my brain Exploding my body's imploding The pain its destination my brain I've died I've been eaten from inside |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
Wheeled in on a cart, lying dormant not dead
Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom the doctor staps you down, with an evil grin Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein he tortures his patient through evil means You can't try to fight them, first they change your brain Beyond the realm of evil, their means are insane Mutilated beyond belief, but still kept alive Pathologist of death gouging out your eyes Guts and blood, bones are broken As they eat your pancreas Human liver, for their dinner Or maybe soup with eyes Cause of death, still unknown Gnawing meat, from your bones Bone saw binding in your skull Brains are oozing a human stump Needles injected, through your eyes Pulling off flesh, skinned alive Guts and blood, bones are broken As they eat your pancreas Human liver, for their dinner Or maybe soup with eyes Cause of death, still unknown Gnawing meat, from your bones Bone saw binding in your skull Brains are oozing a human stump Needles injected, through your eyes Pulling off flesh, skinned alive Killing for free in blood they will trust, And they must never forsake Feeding on blood that brought them abound, And they must kill tonight Genocide, suicide, screaming cries, In hell you will die Lying dormant not dead Hospital of immortality, butcher their patients bloody red Taken to a dark room, fear of impeding doom the doctor staps you down, with an evil grin Grabs his rusty blade, ripping through flesh and vein he tortures his patient through evil means |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied
I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony Eyes in the darkness Echoing their madness The sights that have passed before them Watching as though it has never happened Now I only listen to what is not spoken Murder, hatred Anger, Savage Killings I have caused more than can be counted orgies of sadism And sexual perversion Virgin Tied to my mattress Legs spread wide Ruptured bowel, yanked From her insides Devirginized with my knife Internally bleeding Vagina, secreting her blood-wet pussy I am eating on her guts I am feeding Mutilated with a machete I fucked her dead body The first and last Your life's only romance My knife's jammed in your ass As you die you orgasm Pass on to the dead Nerve trembling convulsions No longer looking human I never see them, but I know they're there Locked in my subconcious Obscene memories I thought I'd forgotten Haunting unrealities Tear at me Hold her arms Her mouth taped shut Screams unheard Out pour her guts Layers of flesh peeling away Languish in your own decay descriptions of my killings bone chilling Terror, tear, her Virgin cunt Virgins are my victims Their tight interiors I explore Sharpened utensils of torture Now inserted inside of her Sex organs extracted for eating On her liver I am gnawing Forbidden lust for guts Ripped from her cunt Tears of blood cry down her thigh I ram my fist inside her hole From her crotch piss now flows Rectum filled with shit I fucked her emptied body Until she became stiff |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music: Owen]
[lyrics, vocal patterns: Mazurkiewicz] Die, shattered you'll die Bones broken in half Blood flowing freely Limbs severed in hate Brains splattered, demise Skin eaten in wrath Eyes ripped from your head Lie shattered, you die For believing you could be free Weakness only invigorates me These broken bones once yours, I hold Cause of death will never unfold Torn, mangled, and maimed Life withers away In hellish decay Bones shattered, you die For not seeing things I see Your pummeled body strengthens me These broken bones keep me aware Of how I lust to shred and tear Every bone broken is my only goal Sucking the marrow of your fractured femurs Every bone broken, your truculent toll Succumbling to my offensive demeanor Every bone broken enhances my soul Your twisted corpse is contorted dead rot Every bone broken, your life I stole I'll kill again and I'll never get caught [Solo - O'Brien] The snapping and cracking of skeletal remains The pleasure of devouring decomposed flesh The feeling of power from crushing your skull The stench of decay overwhelming my brain I slaughtered your body and returned it to dirt Not a trace of proof that you ever existed Pure satisfaction through what I have accomplished I'll kill again and I'll never get caught |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
From the album: One, Released 4.99
You know, I only shake when - ever you stand right over me like a hungry buzzard above my head Are you hoping I'm really dead, well... Better shut your mouth Hold you belly tight I'm not serving you anymore Chorus: Every time you come to me you always have your hand out And every time you give to me it's never something I, I, oh I ever need You say - I never show you my gratitude - well Thank you so much for nothing I ever wanted How did you know? You must never listen My what a lovely rope looks the perfect size But don't ya' think that it makes me look too young to die? Every time you come to me there's always one condition And every time you come to me you always want me to, to bleed, bleed, bleed Your generosity kills me La la la la la la la la la la la la la And every time you give to me it's never one single thing I could ever want or need I don't need - I don't need I don't want What you say you're just giving away 'cause I know nothing's ever free |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
Eyes tied tight forever
Mouth wired shut forever Body parts dissever. You will see no more Never.... Lowerd 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 grey, as the larve gnaw away As you rott 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 but carry on Festering in the crypt |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 his 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Bleeding (1993)
Flesh Starts To Rip
Gouging Through Skin From The Throat Blood Gushes Glandular Eruption Blistered Skin Secretion Internal Punctures Blood Regurgitation . Gagging, Choking, On Broken Glass . Shredded Muscle Tissue Wounds Too Deep To Heal Severed Esophagus Tongue Split In Half Lungs Fill With Blood As Vocal Chords Collapse . Oral Sex With Broken Glass Ruptured Flesh Ripped Through The Neck Mutilate Pulsing Veins Sliced Windpipe . Flesh Starts To Rip Gouging Through Skin From The Throat Blood Gushes Glandular Eruption Blistered Skin Secretion Internal Punctures Blood Regurgitation . Wounds Too Deep To Heal In Me Torn Trachea Splintered Skin Down The Throat Choke Lungs Fill With Blood As Vocal Chords Collapse Oral Sex, With Broken Glass |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Wretched Spawn + Dvd (2004)
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 profouned 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 Sharpend steel my covenant Frantic disembowelment Mutilating miscreant Sickening accomplishment Spreading gore is ime 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - The Bleeding (1993)
No escape from your fate
Destined to be mine Every night I wait to see In the night, watching Stalking your every move I know when you're alone All alone Tied tight to the bed Legs spread open Bruised flesh, lacerations Skin stained with blood I'm the only one you love I feel her heart beating My knife deep inside Her crotch is bleeding She liked the way it felt inside her Fucking her, harder, harder She liked the way it felt inside her Fucking her, harder, harder Stick it in Rip the skin Carve and twist Torn flesh From behind I cut her crotch In her ass I stuck my cock Killing as I cum |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
Into the abyss, perpetual and torturous
The gallery of suicide, internal torment Archaic carcasses, displayed degeneracy Once within these walls a life of death will be unleashed Forever dying are the dead, countless bleeding heads Cadavers splattered red from the self-slicing of necks Stenching maggot filled bodies, skulls and bones rot away The slaughtered souls that chose to die, enveloped in death Darkness is the only light, suicide the way Hideous forms of human death, mounds of flesh slowly decay Embrace the horrid nature, carnage on display Pain never felt Enslaved inside this massive grave Life, evil fate Only slaves to death can survive this place Die, perdition Penance in putrid decadence Dead miscreants Enter the decrepit necropolis Lurid interment in the hellish abattoir Impetuosity and horror, after-life is tortured Entrails, guts, and blood is this museums decor Blood, impiety Chastened are the sanguinary Purge, radical They perish, the victims of vagary Vile tragedy With great vehemence the hapless died Kill, suicide Serrated blades assist in destiny Death opened the gallery Sarcophagus Ecstasy in suffering Imprecation (Solo - Owen) Blood, impiety Chastened are the sanguinary Purge, radical They perish, the victims of vagary |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
A table of the deranged, this savage brutal being
A shocking way of life living on human offspring Murder of the innocent, his pale grey face expresionless Horrid dismemberment One persons tortures, is anothers pleasure Malformation, a diseased brain Unsuspecting slowly dying, as his knife invades The child, screams of pain, no one hears Blood splotches now appear, esctasy through Each cut, now the body twiches the gutted Little torso ready to be cooked Isolated in his own mind the need to kill Now possesses his body Self mutilated Between killings ejaculation, cut off appendages Of former victims, sexual violence satisfaction Disembodied corpses, spewing gore On his body, soaked with their fluids, various Digestive parts, and assorted meats Plunging his fist down the throat, ripping out The guts, internal extraction The entire body bleeding The heart stops pumping The child lying dead, just another gutted infant To satisfy his hunger, temptations of the flesh Voracious appetite Killing to release pure souls to the heavens Justification of his killing self-torture Stiffening pain He sees the faces of the dead Guts are strewn from the children Splintered bones, poke through skin Gratification through castration Roasting parts for consumption |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
Can you tell me why have I come?
Why am I in Chicago? I just wanted to kiss the bride, I didn't think I would be seeing you. And I had to laugh. You were shaking my hand as if we'd never met. And I had to cry. 'Cause the tears were too wet and my eyes were too full knowing I was forgettable. Did it ever hit you to call? - no phones in your Chicago? There's nothing that I need to convey, just maybe a small "hello" frmo LA. And I had to laugh. You were searching your head for the right thing to say. And I had to cry. 'Cause the tears were too wet and my eyes were too full knowing I was forgettable. I can recall every face that I have ever kissed. How did I fall on your "Miss Miscellaneous" list? And I had to cry. There was no other way to express all my joy. And I had to laugh. When i thought of my fate, it was all I could do knowing I had escaped from you. |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
HAMMER SMASHED FACE
There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in through the cracks, blood does leak distorted beauty, catastrophe Steaming slop, splattered all over me Lifeless body, slouching dead Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust You will never live again, soon your life will end I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half Crushing, cranial, contents Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions Suffer, and then you die Torture, pulverized At one with my sixth sense, I feel free To kill as I please, no one can stop me Created to kill, the carnage continues Violently reshaping human facial tissue Brutality becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead |
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from 2002 부산 국제 락 페스티벌 [live] (2002)
HAMMER SMASHED FACE
There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in through the cracks, blood does leak distorted beauty, catastrophe Steaming slop, splattered all over me Lifeless body, slouching dead Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust You will never live again, soon your life will end I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half Crushing, cranial, contents Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions Suffer, and then you die Torture, pulverized At one with my sixth sense, I feel free To kill as I please, no one can stop me Created to kill, the carnage continues Violently reshaping human facial tissue Brutality becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Hammer Smashed Face [single] (2005)
HAMMER SMASHED FACE
There's something inside me It's, it's coming out I feel like killing you Let loose the anger, held back too long My blood runs cold Through my anatomy, dwells another being Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding Brutality now becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead Eyes bulging from their sockets With every swing of my mallet I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in through the cracks, blood does leak distorted beauty, catastrophe Steaming slop, splattered all over me Lifeless body, slouching dead Lecherous abcess, where you once had a head Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust You will never live again, soon your life will end I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half Crushing, cranial, contents Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions Suffer, and then you die Torture, pulverized At one with my sixth sense, I feel free To kill as I please, no one can stop me Created to kill, the carnage continues Violently reshaping human facial tissue Brutality becomes my appetite Violence is now a way of life The sledge my tool to torture As it pounds down on your forehead |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
[music: Webster]
[lyrics: Mazurkiewicz] [vocal patters: Fisher, Mazurkiewicz] Drawn to an act of complete domination Violent urges of decapitation Premeditated murder, invidious Soon she will be vanquished, insidious Headless Headless Headless Abscission of her head is what I'm craving I will become her homicidal savior Headless Headless Headless Headless Tainting of the mind, need to obliterate Inhumanity, desire to decolate Utmost frustration or totally insane Either way, in my hands, I will crush her brain Tainting of the mind, need to obliterate Inhumanity, desire to decolate Utmost frustration or totally insane Either way, in my hands, I will crush her brain Preparing for medieval demise A make-shift guillotine out of burcher knives I'll watch her body quiver from the chaos Peel off her face and frantically chew her eyes She finally enters my dwelling of sin It'll be done in a matter of minutes As I embrace her for one last single time In horror I realize, death is mine I feel the cold blade pierce the back of my neck The blood spews incessantly, flooding my face Convulsions and spasms as life fades away Ironically, I'm the one with no head Headless Headless |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
From the album: True North, Released 11.14.2000
Interscope Records/Farmclub.com One more girl on the top of the Billboard One more girl jumping in with the big boys One more year and I'm still a no one Waiting for my day in the sun Chorus: Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have oh well... Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have Number twelve - remember me? You filled me with Great Expectations just to hide me in your basement Did you get from me what you wanted...huh? Did you lose my telephone number? Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have oh well... Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have Number twelve - remember me? Just ask yourself, "Am I neglecting someone?" Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have oh well... Hello, it's me - the girl you had to have Number twelve - remember me? |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
Swollen with liquid
Ready to burst A load of my lymph Will quench this dead body's thirst One month in the grave twisted and half decayed She turned a putrid yellow I pissed in her maggot filled asshole Fucking the rotting My semen is bleeding The smell of decay Seeps from her genital cavity The smell was unbearable As I unburied her I cum blood from my erection I feel it run down her throat, swallow Eyes glassy and vacant body dug up to play with Skin greasy and naked tounguing her rotted anus I need a live woman to fill with my fluid A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill her body exceptional she thought I was normal but I wanted more I came blood inside of her chocking on the clot gagging on my snot gushing blood, from her mouth bloody gel leaking out Body buried in a shallow grave Unmarked for none to find The sickness I have left behind Undetected go my crimes The greatest thrill of my life was hacking my hard cock with a knife Violent, climax Serging serum on my skin Back from the dead I am resurrected to spew, putrification |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
Swollen with liquid
Ready to burst A load of my lymph Will quench this dead body's thirst One month in the grave twisted and half decayed She turned a putrid yellow I pissed in her maggot filled asshole Fucking the rotting My semen is bleeding The smell of decay Seeps from her genital cavity The smell was unbearable As I unburied her I cum blood from my erection I feel it run down her throat, swallow Eyes glassy and vacant body dug up to play with Skin greasy and naked tounguing her rotted anus I need a live woman to fill with my fluid A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill her body exceptional she thought I was normal but I wanted more I came blood inside of her chocking on the clot gagging on my snot gushing blood, from her mouth bloody gel leaking out Body buried in a shallow grave Unmarked for none to find The sickness I have left behind Undetected go my crimes The greatest thrill of my life was hacking my hard cock with a knife Violent, climax Serging serum on my skin Back from the dead I am resurrected to spew, putrification |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Gallery Of Suicide (1998)
Bleed from my pain
Revenge on treacherous snakes They will pay Slicing my flesh Sculptured wounds my catharsis I will stain Into the heart Needle injects gasoline Convulsions The one that they betrayed Has made them this way Plagued by the bastards I will kill you Killed by my rage Scream at my face The grisly scars went un avenged Until now Deep in the hole You are gagged and scream aloud But unheard Choke on your vomit You watch your hands cut off Then your legs The one that you betrayed Will kill you this way Scarred by the bastards I will kill you Killed by my rage I must kill you Into the throat The scalpel slices Warm blood sprays out The gushing entices Pull out your heart And let you watch Shove in your mouth Then stab your crotch I watch your agony I am released from years of pain You death averted my becoming insane You are dead, I have killed you |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
Til my body is dust
til my soul is no more I will love you, love you Til the sun starts to cry and the moon turns to rust I will love you, love you But I need to know will you stay for all time forever and a day Then I'll give my heart 'til the end of all time forever and a day And I need to know will you stay for all time forever and a day Then I'll give my heart 'til the end of all time forever and a day 'Til the storms fill my eyes and we touch the last time I will love you, love you I will love you, love you.... I will love you, love you, love you... |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Rotting alive
Tearing my way through the meat Driven to kill, my brain twitching for guts Devoted to evil Severed arteries gush Hungry for the blood Life is to decay Victims meet my blade, carving out organs A world of pain and terror Visions of the future Premonition of the evil, forthcoming eve of darkness The chosen one will come Eyes torn out bodies cut in half Twisted corpses hang from broken necks Demented madman Unholy rampage Impaled cranium beginning to drain Sodomize the carcass, chew the anal rot Sewn within the body the dark becomes my light Live inside the shell Feed upon infection At one with the dead I rip my way through Easy prey, disfigured bodies decompose Chewed limbs drip with pus, intestinal strangulation Humans left ripped apart Lap up the dripping goo Wretched chunks of bleeding flesh Internally you rot away My need to kill Induced by hate, betrayal of trusted ones My mark left on this earth, victims of my slaughter Souls of my dead, murdered by my Hand Blood on my face, innards decay Snapping necks chewing flesh Insatiable thirst For blood Slicing throats viciously uncontrollable insanity Tear out the beating heart Engulf the quivering spleen, chew the meat Death is my life Life is to decay victims Meet my blade carving out organs, a world of pain And terror, visionsof the future Premonition of the evil Forthcoming, eve of darkness Eyes torn out bodies cut in half Twisted corpses hang From broken necks, demented madman unholy rampage Impaled cranium beginning to drain |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Fingers missing from hands, ready to snap bones
And necks, pierced together from dead tissue Body parts crudely sewn, face is smashed to pulp drooling from an empty socket Brain half Dead Hungry for flesh Many souls commanding my existence My body alive, I defy, the life I've been given I should have remained dead Experimenting on dead tissue, convulsing bodies on the table Reanimation of the dead, rusty scapals cutting skin Pieced together parts and parts Transplanting human life Rotten organs, restal pus Spitting up your galbladder Donation of bodily organs carved from broken bodies Eyes melting, skin exploding Every bloody bleeding Meat inter-changed from the mutalated stiffs Parts of the dead are never to rest Lymphatic nodes Implode, while the brain corrodes Bodies sold to science, profiting from the dead Creation of a being never known to man Heart pumping pus through the body, sliced in sections, the putrid infection Regaining life from beyond To rip the flesh from your bones Stripped of flesh, unsighty Torn in two, slicing through you Live organs needed to be reanimated Pathologist sawing the skull of the donor, now he lies Dead Awaiting a new brain Re-cycling the bodies, parts of the dead Exposing their insides, slitting their necks Finding a way Bringing life to the corpse, one dead on my table Soon to walk again Fingers missing from hands Ready to snap bones and necks Pieced together from Dead tissue Face is smashed to pulp, drooling from An empty socket Brain half-dead, hungry for flesh Many souls commanding my existence, my body alive, I derfy, the life I've been given I should have remain dead |
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| from 나는 무식(Music)하다 - 무식 뮤직 Healing Life 31 (0000) | |||||
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| from George Acosta - Love Rain Down [single] (2010) | |||||
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| from George Acosta - Love Rain Down [single] (2010) | |||||
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| from Black Hole Recordings - Black Hole Recordings presents Mystic Trance Episode 2 (2011) | |||||
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Eaten Back To Life (1990)
Demolition of bodies, smashed and broken,
Piles of guts, moist and steaming Tendons severing, brains are boiling, Unburied corpses in state of decay Rotten limbs start to ferment, Torso's torn in two Skin ripped off to expose muscle tissue, Butchered for human stew Crawl into the cadaver head first, Eat your way through the guts The pungent smell of decaying innards Is enough to drive you nuts The spleen of the carcass is oozing from your mouth As you chew on the piss filled kidney's Suck up vomit through intestines Leaving nothing but bones Violently cutting, seriously hacking, Sounds of death fill the air Bones sticking out, ripped from sockets, Blood spurting everywhere Victim lying dead, neck but no head, Smearing remains on your own face Violently cutting, seriously hacking, Sounds of death fill the air Blistering flesh, another death, Stiffened bones, morbid groans Evil minds, brains oozing slime, Feel the pain Body weak brain contorting, Fluid flowing from your organs Veins torn out, Mangled Festering flesh, quivering cadaver, Ligaments stretched around your own neck Drink the puss, Mangled Severed dick, bloody bowels, The gutted corpse now lies hollow Feeding on feces, Mangled Amputated arms, crushong legs, Head is ripped right off your shoulders Thrown in a pile, Mangled Limbs rearranged, head on backwards A humongous heep of twisted flesh Sewn together, Mangled - Mangled His knife plunges in, your cold battered body Blood seeping through, the jagged wounds he cuts Unbearable pain, give into death Your life slips away, perish in blood His knife plunges in, your cold battered body Blood seeping through, the jagged wounds he cuts Unbearable pain, give into death Your life slips away, perish in blood Menacing madman mutilating Destroying disfiguring, dead you'll be Crushing cracking killing you Annihilation, desecration Born through modern day science Man has made his last mistake A creature so hideously horrible Leaving nothing to waste Evil has a new face, A mangled horrible face His views are those of death, Nothing will stop his lust Slicing victims left to decay, Listening to their mortal cries Unhuman, immortal, beastial, Now he owns your soul Slicing victims left to decay, Listening to their mortal cries Unhuman, immortal, beastial, Now he owns your soul Crawl into the cadaver head first, Eat your way through the guts The pungent smell of decaying innards Is enough to drive you nuts The spleen of the carcass is oozing from your mouth As you chew on the piss filled kidney's Suck the vomit through intestines Leaving nothing but bones Human converted to beast, The perfect killing machine Psychotic structure of brain tissue, Murder his only memory Dependant on death, crushing your head, I'm addicted to blood, chew the decay The weakened man must die, Tearing out his insides Smashing all the bones, Hear his tormenting groans |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
[Music and lyrics by Alex Webster] 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Butchered At Birth (1991)
Butchery my meat hooks sharpened to penetrate
Emasculate, gouging crotches I will eat Hung upside down, holes punctured through half chewed Gristle, debauchery with dead bodies, turning green Upheaveal of human entrails Deterioration of grated genitals, dangling from the hooks Obscene feelings deep inside me Dislocating, separating a blood Drenched body Begin the anal grounting Awaiting insertion, to rip out intestine Bodily destruction Vulgar molestation Treachery never ending soul ripping Lifeless Bodies not, petrified Cloggins veins Presure building Scabbing clotted sores dehydrate Condemned to life of obscurity Dismal dimensions of my being, I explore my thoughts through murder Devoting my life to mutilation Screams of blood saturate, grubs feed on dilapidated Stumps, darkness overshadowing the killing Eyes now dialate Bodies disintegrate Razor sharp hooks implanted in your rectum Splitting bodies, spilling guts on the ground Sodomizing living beings with my utensils Stabbing on your life stripped of all your skin Disgusting to the world Beauty to my eyes The body lying naked, discharging my infection Invigorating while I kill, intoxicating Invoking suffering on human beings Grinding orifices my only therapy Sculpting gore Muscle tissue Reshaping Mounds of flesh, deformation Skulls of victims stacked like trophies Bleeding from your arse sudden blood ejection |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
[Music: Webster]
[Lyrics: Webster, Mazurkiewicz] Imminent decay of life Ruthless, dead monolith Human race will be devoured Cannibals Ghoulish - undead vanguard, silent killers, striking quickly Blood lust - for the living, eat their flesh, drink their blood Callous - in their method, murderers, murderers Horrific infiltration, monolith of undead Slay the living Is only object for this bestial rotting horde Slaughtering the helpless, slaughter all that lives Driven by an evil force, to feed on humankind Exterminate resistance, exterminate them all Cunning and yet mindless stealthfully they kill Army of decay plodding toward the breathing ones Countless decomposing corpses walk upon the earth Outnumbering the living, soon they'll be extinct Zombies, seek life Mindless killing all in sight, addicted to entrails They crave warm flesh Hunting, dead seek Ruthless feeding on the weak, savagery prevails Tear them to shreds Fighting, undead Flesh wounds bleeding black not red, invincible undead force There is no hope Zombies, devour Quicken mankind's final hour, fate will run its course There is no hope Walking dead surround, search for living flesh Ambush on the town, takes a shocking toll Screams of living fade as the dead destroy their lives They die Hollowed bodies heap, empty carcasses Innards are devoured by the mob of ghouls Remaining living flee the horde Ghoulish - undead vanguard, silent killers, striking quickly Blood lust - for the living, drink their fresh blood Callous - in their method murderers, murderers Horrific infiltration, monolith [Lead - Owen] Imminent decay of life Cause by this monolith Human race was sacrificed Their future does not exist Armies of undead Slaying the living Bestial rotting horde Monolith of death Cannibals |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Vile (1996)
[Music: Webster]
[Lyrics: Webster] Wrap the wire round the neck, pull it tight to suffocate His mouth is spewing steaming blood Hang the body with a cord, gag his mouth with shards of steel He doesn't know the pain he'll feel Interwoven deadly spikes, tightening cables lacerate Assorted gashes open wide Ruptured veins are gushing blood, scraps of skin are flying off The body of the helpless prey Jagged cable binds, you scream, No escape Metal barbs tearing at you, Rend your flesh Tear apart the tendons, wire chokes the victim Shred away his features, shred away his being Rip the tissue from the body, Rend your flesh Lacerate, sharp spikes rip Mutilate, pierce the skin Mummified in the barbed wire Breathing stops, life expires Mummified in the barbed wire Metal binds as you die Tangled in a web of pain, No escape Blood seeps through the metal sheath, Saw-like noose Tear apart the tendons, wire chokes the victim Shred away his features, shred away his being Gleaming cords encase the corpse, No escape Lacerate, sharp spikes rip Mutilate, pierce the skin Mummified in the barbed wire Breathing stops, life expires Mummified in the barbed wire Metal binds as you die Steel wraps your face, blood soaks the steel Bound in wire, soon to die, life choked out, bleed to death [Lead - Owen] [Lead - Barrett] Mummified in the barbed wire |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 Convictions of violence pure, unrelenting 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 |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Tomb Of The Mutilated (1992)
I was once a man before I transformed
Into this molester, freshly deceased children You have born, torn by my rape The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse I will violate Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction I open the coffin Sick thoughts run through my head as I stare At the dead, over and over, I can't escape I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with ecstasy For nine days straight I do the same She becomes by dead, decayed child sex slave Her neck I hack, cutting through the back I use her mouth to eject Here I cum, blood gushes from Bleeding black blood Her head disconnected As I came, viciously I cut, through her jugular vein She's already dead, I masturbate with her severed head My lubrication, her decomposition Spending my life molesting dead children Intercourse with infants Curing heads on top of spikes Boiling skulls Skin sliding off of bones Voices The voices call Voices The voices are calling me Buried dead I've spiritually infected Call to me from beyond their graves Bleed I now bleed pus I bleed, the blood of the dead I bleed on her livid skin Thrusting myself within Beginning to chop through her hairless crotch Beyond what we know as death It haunts me everyday I hear the voice of every child That lies next to me decayed A fresh corpse, to fill with my infection Tortured before death, no orifice left unfilled Violated after death Virgin hole I infest Anal pore spewing cess The sacred juice I injest Your dead child I defile Necropedophile |
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from Cannibal Corpse - Kill (2006)
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 rape 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 raped 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] |
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from George Fisher - One (1999)
Don't fly into the sun
Your wings will melt and you'll come down I say you'll never know Until you try away I go to the sun I'm waving to the ground I'll see you later I will go and I will try Anything one time and I Never say, never, why should I? I will try and I will go Anywhere never say, never say Never as why Who knows tomorrow may never... Come I can't conceive the day I feel the Earth No not me, I dream of open windows And if you never fly Your wings are useless I will go, and I will try Anything one time and I Never say, never, why should I? I will fly, and I will go Anywhere never say never say Never as why Who knows, tomorrow may never... Come. |
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