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Excreta Inc.

by Torn From The Womb

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Beholding the kaleidoscopic hue of your decomposing hymen I salivate, Entranced by the effervescing effluvium of the rotted vagina, Carefully excising the fragantly fermented labia I shall masticate, Savoring the pungent aromatic whiff, my quivering lips wet with saliva... Nibbling the avulsed petals of the flower of womanhood so delicate, My slavering palate overwhelmed by the feotid flavor, Marinating chunks of vaginal skin in feminine hygiene creams so elegant, This culinary clitoral carving is a decided putrid endeavor... The shriveled copulatory organ, Falls prey to my culinary whims, Sliced, diced, and mangled, painstakingly garnished and trimmed... Dried and festered, salted to taste, A douche bag helps clean out the clots, A napkin will insure that none goes to waste, As I heartily devour the rot... Vagitarian - a morbid mortified meal, Vagitarian - gorging myself with psychopathic zeal, Vagitarian - a rancid repast so horrific, Vagitarian - with a pinch of salt it's terrific... Gnashing the clitoris with inconceivable delight, The dried vaginal potrusion I adore, The most culinary form of cunnigulus, A strict diet of vaginal gore...
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Knife carving pieces of meat from carcass Spinning on the stake Virgin pierced through cunt Spinning on the blade of desire Human kebab My delicacy Kebab Master Human kebab My destiny I urge upon you Cadavers roasted in hellish fire Impaled on the stakes Skinned alive, devoured Human kebab My delicacy I urge upon you Skin is my pabulum Kebab Master
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From the land which hasn’t enter yet Into the history From the depths of swamps we are bringing Proudly our name At night, kissing the moonlight - - rebel children living in twilight Like wolves... ...some named us so... Union with people from the sign Of the half-moon To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven, To strangle the pestilence... To the lands of the mighty Empire Others even think about with fear We invaded a state with sword In our hands Roma means nothing In the land of Slavs Today forests sing about the legend, Long forgotten spirits Whose names nobody remembers now Waiting their day to reborn Their visions of the past Are torturing our souls Whispering in the dark... ...they will come here again To reign supreme Believe my words... From unremembrance From Fire and Water From the sacred woods Ancient Wolves gather From the burnt Arkona ...From the Pagan Vastlands! Black horse rides across the sky With a sword we will open the amber gates of Nawia Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidzą Chrystusa Dzieci Svantevitha nienawidzą boga-krzyża Union with people from the sign Of the half-moon To crush the golden walls of Earthly heaven, To strangle the pestilence... To the lands of the mighty Empire Others even think about with fear We invaded a state with sword In our hands Roma means nothing In the land of Slavs
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My name is Ted, indifferent to laws I strangle and maim women January 4 ramming the bedrod into her cottered vagina Incapable, defined is the hatred that led to this carnage Infested by love, a stone cold killer Hacking and gnashing without remorse Pipe fed to her cave, blinded by rage I lacerate her lie spreading throat Again I hack, enjoying every blow I batter her cunt into pulp Victims are idealized, a predestined massacre Invaginated by the bedrod, crushing the uterus Strangulation is not enough, brutally I swing the pole Into her meaty beefhole… Injaculating thrill, I’m in for the kill... Force fed is my will, the pole rests in her vagina still Infested by love, a stone cold killer Hacking and gnashing without remorse Pipe fed to her cave, blinded by rage I lacerate her lie spreading throat
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Eve's stem defiled Life led astray The paradise of the damned has been misled Eve's stem defiled Life led astray Her eden desecrated Squirming like a beast Man is the birthplace of disease A parturient need for haemoglobine One with the craving Intrauterine Man is the birthplace of disease One with the killing The blood released Blessed with decay and left to rot Like a cancer devours bowels and gut Unfertile whores drowned in filth Left with nothing to adore A parturient need for seminal release One with the craving Intrauterine Man is the birthplace of disease One with the killing The blood released A slam of the fist brought Eden to her knees One with the killing Childhood has ceased Foetal dead matter Expulsed Left to rot Inanimate cadaver has been reanimated to a demigod Raping the dead... without emotion Raping the dead... casket implosion Raping the dead... without restraint Raping the dead... necrotic epitaph Foetal dead matter Repulsed and left to rot Inanimate splatter Revided to the plot Raping the dead... without emotion Raping the dead... fecal explosion Raping the dead... without restraint Raping the dead... necrotic epitaph All acknowledge the graveyard sloth When your bones are bleached it's time to meet my rod Delicately misplaced into grandma's tomb Post-mortal pleasures she lustfully endures I'm your maker The body bag sprayer When rigor mortis is reached Testosterone is at its top I'm a necrotic succubi The plague of men When all of you are dead You shall be my lustful grub The gangrenous epitaph...
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Miasto z kamienia Rzeźba z brudem Noc ukrywa w nim nóż Maskuje twarz Miasto zasypia Miasto milknie Tylko morderca kpi Czeka na chwilę Śmierci brata Ludzkie spojrzenia są słodkie Choć pełne chciwości, kłamstwa I zazdrości łez Poznasz je, poznasz bliżej Kiedy osłabniesz I głowę rozbijesz o mur Jak cienie Snują się za trupem i krwią Ludzkie sny jak cienie Snują się za trupem i krwią Dead line, death fuck you No, no, death fuck you Ludzkie spojrzenia są słodkie Choć pełne chciwości, kłamstwa I zazdrości łez Poznasz je, poznasz bliżej Kiedy osłabniesz I głowę rozbijesz o mur Jak cienie Snują się za trupem i krwią Ludzkie sny jak cienie Snują się za trupem i krwią Dead line, death fuck you No, no, death fuck you
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Here I come They call me A beast like none before I suck the abscess of dead infants I want some more I am baby killer I kill pregnant sluts and whores Splaying inside the womb Red and wet I tear chunks from the pussy Red and wet mangled unborn baby Eat the meat dripping from filthy... Cumstained, blood-soaked, rotten cunt Infant skull exploding in my mouth Its brain on the floor I grab its tongue and tear it out Dead meat for me, I can't believe How much this baby is bleeding Its tiny stumps pours out more Then its dead mothers open sores Its guts paint the floor Its flesh I shall gorge It seems feasting on young infant flesh has made my semen leak I am aroused, fuck I'm crazy I fuck the blood, I need meat on my cock. No meat can satisfy me, I must spew my seed Spunk flows throughout the mangled infant Now I'll chop it up Chunks of guts fly as I stand with baby skin all over me Forcing the blood-soaked gore unmercifully down my throat Pieces of baby are lodged inside of me Over and over I feast on it's death It's all gone I want some more I turn to it's mother Blood is still flowing strongly from her butchered pussy I drink from her fountain, stench of menstrual gore Gagging on chunks of sliced up pussy I feel pressure.... Pushing in my brain The force caves in my head My eyes eject slowly Where's my knife? I plunge my knife in Inside my head My veins are seeping Warm streams of red My tongue tastes so horrid I must swallow it Gore taste so scrumptious Enough to wash it down with piss
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White noise is coming The wolf at your door Do you hear the drummin'? Outside your window Outside your window Civil war, civil war All your yesterdays gone before Civil war, civil war Can you tell me what you're fighting for? Soldiers of Fortune The traitor within Blood on the pale moon Outside your window, outside your window Children learn to kill Bet your ass you'll pay the bill Season of the dog The dollar takes the place of God Death laughs in your face Anarchy will take your place You give all your children guns See what you have done Backlash coming soon Joker gonna call the tune Your children are learning You teach them to hate Your cities are burning Outside your window Outside your window
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Seductive lymphandetitis Delectable septic metritis Tempting glanders jaundice For human consumption unfit Paltable melanosis Aromatic mastitis Saporous brucellosis Cry havoc and let slip Salivating At the leash straining The cadaver dogs Devouring Appetising Diseased gastric dining The cadaver dogs In cold blood Indulging in sarcocysts Epicurean pericarditis Cariosus tender and lean After all you are what you eat Unfit for human consumption An appetite for bovine destruction A manifesto for mutilation Manifests in your own dereliction The dogs of cruror released On severed carnage feed Cadaver dogs rapidly bay and seethe Canine, ulunating, feverishly inhaling the scent of human debris Indulgent lymphandetitis Aromatic mastitis Corrosive carcase rotten and obscene After all you are what you eat Salivating At the leash straining The cadaver dogs Devouring Appetising Diseased gastric dining The cadaver dogs In cold blood
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The solutions of the existence This fucking whore existence Numerous reactions occurring in the flesh -this rot Ever-growing hunger When will it end? Phlegm flows down malodorous wounds Again, I feel an inner need to fuck Schizophremia reflexes excitement Orgasm and guts Bodily circuits masturbating Bloody carcasses Amateur section autopsy Corpses on corpses And so morbidly Be eating human flash Schizophremia reflexes excitements Bodily circuits masturbating 3x Orgasm and guts Bodily circuits masturbating "Knowledge nucleus of Esculapis, assist me Am I hipocritic, or truly medicine god? Let this be an example of human engineering As creator, who makes creators in final absolution, on this disease, I will be mind For I am salvation, earthic cenobite Among medical work, I dwell..." Amateur section autopsy In the need of bullshit
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Mean and infectious, the evil prophets rise Dance of the macabre as witches streak the sky Decadent worship of black magic and sorcery In the womb of the Devil’s dungeon trapped without a plea See thing in agony, necrosis is the fate Pins sticking through the skin, the venom now sedates Locked in a pillory, nowhere to be found Screaming for your life but no one hears a sound, help me! Prepare the patients scalp to peel away Metal caps for his ears, he’ll hear not what we say Solid steel visor, riveted cross his eyes Iron staples close his jaws, so no one hears his cries The skull beneath the skin The skull beneath Now you’re drawn and quartered, your bones will make the X Symbol stands for poison and it’s chained to your head And as we fold your arms to make the holy cross We cross the crucifix, religion has been lost The skull beneath the skin The skull beneath the skin The skull beneath the skin
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Your head hangs upon the wall Anatomical psychologist dislay us decay Denude flesh from it's dignity Nails in you stab your inside "dissection drive by my lust" Fluid injection close circulation Leaves your in pure agony Rejection of larger tissue show me, show me your guts Hacksaw Decapitation Pleasant beat your body Molested you to death You'll reborn in suffer when I'll get rid of your head Masacrating innards Everything is exposed My saw in your gently flesh Entering god damn sepsis Hot blood spurts on my face makes me really hard Let me fill your skull with traitorous vermin of my seed, but first I must scrape out brain, and everything that left inside I'll devour it all, I'll devour untill I cum Hacksaw Decapitation
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Penetrating deeper into the body Deep-penetrating ractal reactions Gnawing tired tripe forever
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De coupache from your internal organs My sanity has come to it's final point Ornaments decorate from your winkled skin Syndrome to renovate Enter tepid esensuation, mesmerizing aroma stifling my morbid mind So warm this summer night Heat makes the corpses smell so intense A deranged maniacal freak, masturbating under decayed filth Taste of obscenity, hideous ritual Erotic activities among mass grave In fornicate reformation of dead flesh, darkest quench lure It's my existential quest to reprint your skin Essention of death infesting my recognition No resistance, no screams, just fatal sickness No regrets for what I'm doing with your body Cancerous tissue I carve, rebellious ecstasis, moldy soul infesting the morgue Pale faces, that's haunt me, premature mental breakdown Devouring rotten texture I reform and recreate In maniacal hypnosis I paint sepulchral walls with your death As demented artistry show me the way, I'll keep your remains to me Insected autopsy, repulsive cranial exposion Dead meat orgy, with a chainsaw I dissect Recreated grotesque monument, grime is tool Septic reconstruction of careless pathosis Through my artwork, hypocrisy will be revealed You give me purpose to create Membrane so imperfect, implicity fascinated Twisted and abhorrent my individuality is Horrific images dwelling my sanity Time to insert wire Silence, darkness, it's my carnal obsession You'll always be with me My canvas your flesh Consumed by dementia
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Your cardiopulmonary incandescenting Befouled by evaporating fumes Carcinosis serum ascends in grim triumph Aftermath forlorn As all of you dying among this mass grave I approach in the search of amusement Gurgulations in maws Sickening lymphandetitis burned by alimentary acids Vomiting dense foam adorn with clots Another victim of biological warfare With my chainsaw-arm I torn the abdomen open Regurgitate philistines of intestines Serpentinic gossamer of black-cloated blood Interiors smokes with carcinogenic vapour Acceleration of your demise- but first I got to have some fun Improvisating act of appendectomy- infected, burned into my skin Bewilderment hurl the celebron- congesting rigor mortis Excavating layers of agglutinated ulcers- ribcage dissected Splattering bicarbonates, boiling scabs amalgamate Burning acids in my veins, stiffness spreads in my antebrachium Dismember chordæ tendineæ Masticate without conscience Carving my ways through tribulation Sporulated with fungus, my arm melt in ebulliting process Nauseating odour of rot and gore attracts vermin Parasites in my circulatory system, purulent scabs regurgitate with puss Effluvium of tissue, parasitic amputation, emetic reek…

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