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Following the trail of blood
The rotten stench emanated
Path traced by entrails
Bones and purulence
Caused by what lives there
…the unnamed creature
Among the vultures
The screams like echo,
In the sinister abode
The remains of a family
Scattered all over the place
Heads and limbs among the worms
Form the floor
The expression of fear and pain
Drawn on their skinless faces
Looking without eyes to the
Heaven
Bodies still alive
They implore me mercy,
Your tears
Are outbreaks of blood and pus
The Unnamed Creature’s
Carnage
The confusion eats at me
Even though I know that I did
It. Put out the skin of their
Faces…for sew it on mine
I’m the rage, the fear and the
Sickness, the madness, the perversion,
Butcher of the state…
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre
The feared “leather face”
The unnamed creature’s carnage…
The passage from life to death
Traced by my chainsaw
The voices in my head
They never satiate their desire
To kill
Shattered and discomposed
One by one they were devoured
And tortured for pleasure
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2. |
Human Flesh Gluttony
04:54
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Vaginal lips cutouts
Flesh of the living and the dead
Infants removed from the
Uterus
That now are pieces of meat
Between my teeth
Raw, rotten, impure flesh
Gluttonous, morbid and sick
Obsession
The dismembered ones cry
Forced to fuck and eat each
Other
We swallow the matter from
Their fluidized corpses
The neonates complain
They are still small to
Understand
The pleasure of sinning by
Gluttony
Through my fault, through my
Fault, through my great fault…
I confess…
Incinerated, the fat melts
Delaying the blood flow
Raped, violating victims and
Their breeding
With their guts outside,
The putrid larvae are confused
With the rotten skin
Now these reproduces inside
Me
Morbid obesity
By the human flesh gluttony
Chronic infections
Corrode my bowels
Paraphilia’s, lust, gluttony,
Sevice
Perverse sequel to my sick
Ind
Guts, flesh, purulence, vermin
Biological rot, consumed by flies
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Forced Cesarean…
To a deformed pregnant…
Uterine tear
Her belly is black bile
Placenta decayed
Of a deformed pregnant
Writhing teratomas
Fetuses arising
From excrement
Of a deformed pregnant
Forced cesarean…
To a deformed pregnant…
Hanged with her bowels
Her face is even more amorphous
Tearing the guts
Of a deformed pregnant
Disproportionate
Excitement
Masturbated with drill
Shattered vagina
Of a deformed pregnant
Disfigured complex
From a monstrous insemination
Disfigured complex
Playing with her organic disorder
Disfigured complex
I fell in love with her shapeless figure
Disfigured complex
Sentenced to late abortion
Buds and blood clots
Cover the basement
I snatched both lives
After extirpating
What I have begotten myself…
And I have eaten it
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4. |
Morbid Nightmare
04:11
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Deformed shadows manifest in
The ceiling of your room
Tremble with fear, escaping is
useless,
Hundreds of burning hands
Rend your skin
Forming between them infernal
Faces
Your body becomes cold
Blood freezes while pours
By the dense abysmal hole
Under your bed
Feeling it at the time of your death
You try to wake up
Your throat is torn
You feel crushed by your own
Shadow
The morbid nightmare
Begins…
The creatures clog your mouth
And clench your neck
Taking you to the dying hole
You fall unconscious
And awake just to see
The flames and rotten innards
Around you
Now you are in the abyss
Exalted demons for the fresh
Flesh
Rend your skin, destroy your
guts
It’s the feast of souls and flesh
But it is not yet time…to die
The bloody aberration will
Repeat
Until the moment that you
Wake up
And you realize, the morbid nightmare
Just beginning….
The morbid nightmare never
Ends…
…the morbid nightmare never ends
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5. |
The Inexpressive
05:14
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We meet again…My frozen
Lady
Today your skin is scarcer
That the last time I saw you
And so inexpressive as the last time
You emanated a Word
We argue and move away
But I remembered you and
That’s why I came to see you
I was beginning to forget the tasteless of your lips
The misunderstood pleasure of
Penetrating you
To strange…your delicate
Body at night
I remember all those early
Mornings
Dancing with your body almost dismembered
The inexpressive of your look
I want to lick you and fuck you
With hate
Before the worms do
And I cannot remedy it
Lover of the inexpressive…
Excited by the inexpressive
Your family is still looking for
Your body
They cannot understand that
We love each other
Since the day we escape together from that morgue
Your smell is no longer the
Same
But I still enjoy licking every
Corner of your cold skin, now
Covered by a rotten yellowish
Mantle
That highlights the greenness o
Of your expressionless eyes
Lover of the inexpressive
I’m not insane
I only feel you more alive than
Yesterday
I feel you more alive than
Myself
Excited by the inexpressive
Formaldehyde will keep us
United. Until you’re just my
Bones relic and someone else
Take your place
I shudder to see how my sperm
Feed worms and fermin
What’s inside you
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6. |
Acrotomophilia
04:08
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Dismembered at fuck
To reach his orgasm
Disappeared into the acid
Violating them brutally
Puking on them
Roaches emerge
From all her holes
Torsos…your stumps writhe
Looking for tis parts
United as extremities
That I’ll separate with my fucking hands
In your morgue
I’ll violate your corpse
In your grave
I’ll ejaculate on your tombstone
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Dismembered Innocence
02:23
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Children bodies were subjected
To the whim of mutilation
Disappeared and kidnapped
There are no graves to the desecration
His dead parents were hanged
To the point of the strangulation.
The children have the pelvis broken, product of a violation
My…twisted mind
Does not justify
My pleasure…
Infanticide
I….hope my family and the law
Can forgive…
The 12 corpses
Under my bed
Dismembered Innocence!
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8. |
The Devil's Eyes
04:15
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There is no mercy
I have murdered my family
Did you never believe that I
Would be a killer?
There is no fault, it is too late,
When you see my mask
Do not let me enter in your house
On this October night
I’ll separate the skin from your bones
Killer!
Your mental disorder
Requires feeling the cruelty
Tonight
Enjoy and behold this killing
The pain encourages your rage!
My eyes are sinister evil
That in the shadows they watch
With fear
That you be the next
To whom nail on the wall with
My knife
On this Halloween night
I died a thousand times
Silently I returned from my grave
Thousands of demons
They’ll torment me.
To destroy their lives,
Disorders possess me.
Your fear excites my mind
Dirty, perverse and sick
Oh…the sweet smell
Of lacerated flesh
Killer!
The pain encourages your rage!
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9. |
Hanged by Guts
05:00
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Rot
Killer impulses
Pathology
Misanthropy
I look back
On my life
And I cannot find
What they call “reason”
I try…
But I get nothing
I hope…
I’ve waited too long
My hands again
Hold a knife
My hands again
Snatched a life
Hate
Death
Insanity
Perversion
Anxiety
Depression
Today I’ve decided to be
Hanged by guts
They rise
All the spirits
That the last thing they saw
Before they died it
Was my bloody face
All these voices
Their heartrending screams
The fear in his eyes
Now is a look of hate
Paranoia and perversion
Driven to madness
Lost in alcoholism
Tormented by my acts
Memories of a life
With nothing to rescue
Today I’ve decided to be
Hanged…Hanged by guts
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10. |
Psychopath's Funeral
02:25
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Sadistic Rot Colombia
Death Metal old school band from Pasto Nariño, Colombia
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