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Creature By My Creation
00:56
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Human Slaughter Mass
03:37
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We are one flesh to kill
Let the gore begin
Starring into lies
The last lifes, candles are extinguished
Possessed by the black of night
The great time to roll death
Hidding into lairs
Mutating genes through the needle
Scalpel cuts through the darkness
Human Slaughter Mass
Human Slaughter Mass
Colony of the dead
Increased by more bodies
Hospital became the charnel house
of sadistic surgeons with death in hypodermic syringes
Scalped heads and brains
Black purulenced cadavers attract vermin
Without morphia, brain flows through ears
Half bodies, medical anomalies- they shit with plasma
Experiment of sadistic surgeons with death in hypodermic syringes
Human Slaughter Mass
Human Slaughter Mass
Close your eyes, in a form of dust
Furnances hot, flames fed organic kindlings
There hygiene is something stranger
Self-deformation, chemical reaction- for sick ecstasy
From pain they breaking their bones,
trying to get out of operating tables
Sitting against a wall, with brain out,
There where the face should be, it's a big hole
Patients dressed in white, hospital clothes
Dirty of blood and viscera
On each they used different treatment
When your body is not able to accept or react
They'll fuck out your head with hammer and throw you to hell
Familiar scheme- through chimney to freedom
Festering genitals, rotting lives, amputated limbs
These all is fun, for sadistic surgeons,
with death in hypodermic syringes
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Psychodelic Generalsis
02:52
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I'm lying on a table, syringe in my neck
They want to take my entrails
Followed me to self-destruction
View is smearing, I can't take this anymore
Behind window, crowd of pseudo-medicans
They'll watch my angulation
I think that I relished them in hell
Something is underneath, I'm free from bonds
I sinking a scalpel in myself
I have to infiltrate to the deep of steaming blood and odoured guts
I cut so deeply, that now my pukes and maw acid is pouring on the floor
I cannot feel pain- Is that what they want?
People in white- the worst epidemic of humanity
The ominous rumble, from the deep of bowels
Guts twist in pain
I didn't know, that intestines could be that heavy...
Another cut I interfere with artery
Down pour a lot of blood
Contraction paralyzes my nerves
I'm pissed about this
I don't know whats secrets conceals human interior
Blood and fluids merged into one
I see only spots
"I cannot think about rationality
to be a servant in my fleshy curiosity
I have to reveal internal secrets
Hypic medical hypocrisy"
You can call it orgy, shame that I won't live to next hour
Drug starts to working
The last cut I sink in, meaty, moving thing
Several seizures, and darkness...
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Gargling with gore
Putrescent stench of sore
Horny my dick, today will taste modicum filthiness
Growing ecstasy when I gush into filthy soil
As far as I penetrate deeper the burial ground,
my hunger is growing
Post-Demental Necrofusion
Głód rozłożonych ścierw
This is hospital cemetery, ossuary in the woods
Here is store of angulated bodys,
and mutated, exploding scabs
Post-Demental Necrofusion
Blackened blood and rheumy tissues make's me orgasm
Here coming amalgamation of cadavers
Inecstasing fuddle I cut corpses to pieces
My knife creates wounds, that not drip
Festering excrementals no more
This medical anomalies
Even after death, they haven't rest
This medical anomalies- they haven't rest
I gather scraps and I'll staple it
into big pile of reek and putritidy 2x
I cut deformed vaginals and sew into my puppets
As I creator of gore, my constructions of flesh, to fuck
Asses chopped in half, ready for my ingestion
I'll back tomorrow to breathe life into them
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Obscenial Vermin Razor
03:01
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Dyfusions embriogenic
Something you'd call therapy,
is really deadly trap, of a sick neurosurgeons
Let the sadistic experiment begin
Operating table, tools of suffer, and experimental material
Hand driller drill in your head
Rotary razor cuts into your skin, 'till it reaches the bone
Unnecessary morphine, pain and fear paralyze all your nerves
Gagging flesh, not screaming, but can't stop moving
Stone in my fist, I beat it with hammer
Skull shatters in bloody, fluidal explosion
I don't know how it's possible, but he still contacts
It will only prolong the suffering
Cerebron on out, I take out bloody pieces of skull
It's time for jar
Larvaes, centipedes, carnivore vermin,
I pour them all into your head
It's begin cruel abomination feast
They slip, crawl, drill, pick your eyes
They tearing pieces from your brain
Absolute destruction of a head from inside
Thousands of them, they'll change you to blackened rotten pulp
Unsaturated verminal
They'll lay eggs in your eye-sockets
Cenobite medical abattoir
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Medical Abattoir
01:36
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Exhumed Supremacy
03:41
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What with the dead?
Exhumed Supremacy
Pathogenic incarnations, this hands will create
Under the soil, the place where we'll all go
Objects of my desire, I'll sin with rotten whore
Body bag land, on the stone cold floor
Stretching my cock hard, I look on this collage of gore
Decayed slut laying on me, with a small spoon
I put out remains of feces to my mouth
Pasty, particulary pulverized, but still a little humid
I devour it all, till I satisfy
Stench of raped corpses is my aroma
My cock hard as never in dead ass
I tear to dust postmortal compressed rectum
Skin is hanging, my dick is bleeding, I hook it on bones
I see blacked colon, it's time to dissection
With a handsaw
Cold surgeon
Body pieces laying helplessly
I slurp black, tasteless gore, then I filleting the torso
Cut out genitals, chopping it with hatchet
I fuck the inside of her head, while shatter it with crowbar
Misted eyes pulled out by my cock
My excitement comes to zenith, about how I'm sick
Adding cold, wet pieces to my collection of gore
In room of my fantasies, which becomes a morgue
Crumbling meat on my penis,
there's no much remains after this orgy
I have another idea, to bleed out in my paradise
Hacksaw ridding on my harded penis, pain is so good...
Cut in half phallus hang on thin vein
Cold surgeon, is what I've been
Dead among my perversions
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Incomig ecstasy, keeps my cock ready
Eruption of vermin, when I fuck with living whores
Sadistic, swine, grossly, obscenic
Walking cadaver- he's living
Plague, grotested, rot
Discovers the next layer
I kill to survive
Living meat
Gurgling fluids, festering semen bursting,
when I fucking remnants of regale
I'm Alpha
I'm Omega
I've experienced all the conditions 2x
I'm not subordinate, I'm not subject to any doctrine
They'll crucify my brethrens
Already fucking in hell
Revenge is driving me 2x
I'll kill all mankind
Screams of a thousand, increase my euphoria
Expurgational increases panic,
I am excited to see hystery
One great feast, on a table called soil
A state, that become a sepulchre
Population has extinct
Tormentor, life opressor
I represents only morbid
Origin of this creature is underworld
Medycznie przywołany do życia
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Goretopsy
03:05
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Instant reaction, nitrocysterynic moves
Body on a table, here coming horde of surgeons
Serious infection, physical refractoriness
Operating theathre is unprepared
Examinated is unstable
Looks like leprosy, blackened scabs
Piles of viscera land on white glaze
Remnants of human twisted in agony
Prepare to living dissection- by Goretopsy
Main parts lobotomized, then decapitated by bone saw
Necrosurgeon preparing for his feast
With Y-cut I'll lead this to end- coked Goretopsy
Tear it down!
The doctors leave, now its time to campaign
Manifest of the dead, disemboweled rotten corpses
Pull out the liver, carefully scalped the right lung
Black Esency in drip, lung explodes with shit
Hospital operation, my sick perversion
Morphine shoot, and another
Ullers starts to grow
Stifling aroma provokes me to vomit
Cardiogram catch pulse
Brain waves begins to peak
Let us keep you open
Bloody borned rise, the doctors head is in the corner
Engorged self-mutilation in mortal pain agony
They're now back, and they're see, what they're see
Entering the chainsaw, and cut it in half
As it comes to end, the abattoir comes to end
Foul exteming stench, fizzing fluids in flatulent cadaver
Autopsy must be continued
Unnecessary cuts, dismembering rotten carcass
Warm brown blood, radioactive infection transfixing the doctor
Repugnant slaughter will be continue,
when he leave the room of disgust
Purulental decadency with rupturing bowels
Remains of this feast will be flush in sink
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One pathologist encryption
Driving by my mutating frustration
Pharmaceutic knowledge assist me in creation of new speciments
Coronaristic fascination in art of gore
Re-inanimated flesh in pervert dissection
Mucus lungs, as ignorant penetrate
By Y-cut tear the flesh to reveal organic hypocrisy
Know the theories of psycho-logistic surgery
Through scalpel I create life
The doctor is in
The doctor is out
Pathologic structure impalement- work for Masterbrain
Enigmatic doctrine- work for Masterbrain
As I gently swift this laudation of my coital
The septic mimesis in theathre of torment
Goric entrails, stench of vomit, surgery in progress
Of gluttonous medicine origin, the origin of disease
Pestilent humanity
In this anthropological carnage
For Masterbrain, unholy lord
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Clinical Carnage
03:50
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Ze zmasakrowanej cipy, wciąż na tym stole
Her viscera is covering me
Like from underworld, I- stubborn rapscallion,
stuffed meat on my dick
A big hole in venter, I see fetus...
Bitch- your time has passed
A handsaw...
Decapitation is done slowly
Rough movements, I sinking the blade deeper
Her larynx experience orgasm, I fucked the inside of her head
I sinking thumbs in her eyes, I fucked her eye-holes
Affliction, obscene, unmaginable
Moral mutilation, descreated the body
Jej truchło będzie mnie spełniać na wieki
Ich truchło będzie mnie spełniać na wieki
Medical apparature, like overture
Acts of brutality, unbearable beeping, it's all I remember
Dentistical implements, I'll open the fetal head
I cut the unexploded, membranous skin, with a scalpel
I dab it evenly in the clattering cartilage
Open head, brain in outside
I'll clean out his brain with dental instruments
Impaled, gutted, he is another victim for gods of pregnancy
Artificial machinery of torture, death before life
"Next patient, please..."
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