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At the Gates of Doom

In the valley of death Into the mouth of hell I'm stumbling all alone Deafening silence is poisoning me We burn in silence Hallowed eternally Crawling under the weight At the gates of doom And in the end I see Death is no salvation We are...

Bloodstained

All those weakened bodies die Helpless on the ground they lie Immolations of the death These creatures cannot leave this path The merciless aging process, Their finite lives they must deal with They scream for salvation But in the end they will d...

Expurgation Practice

Parasites are creeping under my skin I need to disinfect my limbs My body looks so dire Purification’s my desire Disease has gripped me by the throat Cancer has eaten my goad The will to live hopelessly lost Burn the pain, don’t mind the cost...

Feeding of the Insane

The knife cuts in Hands tear the flesh The human screams In pain and fear Eat the heart, drink the blood Possess the spirit His faith may be His only shroud Living, breeding, crawling madness Creeping hell on earth Consuming, feeding of th...

Hacked to Death

I got these voices in my head And I feel a need to kill They keep talking in my mind I need murders to be thrilled Run, the end of peace is near Smell the stench of fear I’d like to slaughter flesh To seal its fate, to cause its death I need t...

Involuntarily Vile

War summoned the dead Opened the gates Blackened the sun To built a kingdom of the dead Fear becomes truth, Into suffering and starvation It's will, the pain The slaughter must be done Kill or be killed Slay or become Fiery hell on earth...

Living Through Torture

In the streets they are Moaning for brains and guts Weeding out the weak and slow They're craving for that flesh Numb killers on the quest for blood Feasting on the human herd Alive again to hunt Cannibalism's dedication Undead on your trail...

Necrosadistic Slaughter Stench

Morbid fascination with the dead and buried Dig out forlorn graves and harvest putrefied Fire up the chainsaw to split the cracking bones Forced to desecrate them by the lust for power Just like the soul's renewed Consuming stinking bodies Ripping...

Skinless

Lurking near, behind Pitch black mental blank Dragged into a trailer with a bag upon your head I've waited for this moment Now you're tight and bound So beautiful you are Twitching on the ground Silenced By your speechless terror You know...