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Pungent Stench:'For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh - 1990'
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Extreme Deformity -------------------- Distorted spine Swollen face When you walk You're a big disgrace Repulsive man Are you evil The people kill you And they think it's right Now it's over The monster is dead With God's help They defiated the wicked The real monsters are you!
Hypnos -------------------- Let me touch your skin With my icecold knife I love to see it red And you will love more Do it again & again Put it inside me I can't live without The knife tastes so good Let me feel icecold steel Please drive inside the knife I won't stop 'til you drop To the floor and cry for more It's enoguh to hard stuff Let me out before before I shout Shut your mouth hold on your breath Before my knife brings you death Now I want more I know what you need My knif will rip 'Til you bleed I will never stop I greed for more I get now lust I want more gore
For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh -------------------- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust what a big wast for a body like your's the absurdity of burials rack my brain all those valuable corpses why should they stay unused for God your soul... for me your flesh your mortal remains are too good for hungry maggots that's why I dig you outfrom your last resting place I hope it's not to lame cause it would be a pity if the decomposition already has advanced for God your soul... for God your soul, for me your flesh I thik that's a fair bargain for me your flesh, for me your bones for me your brain and your entrails I'll prepare you you got my word of honor you will look nearly alive ashes to ashes dust to dust don't be afraid I'll prevent it
Just Let Me Rot -------------------- The nightmare started just some weeks ago now I'm almost dead and nearly decomposed first there was only this itching under my skin suddenly the vesicular eruption appeared nodular exrescences spread over my face countless harden bloodclots plug the veins unstoppable the death tissue proceed no medicine can away my pain, death is what I need glandular abscesses inside of me let the digestive system refuse to work my body performs wild contortions because the pain increases every hour the gastric mucous membrane is even destroyed and it's acid corrodes me inside my fingers claw into my putrescent flesh and leave me behind suppurated sores just let me rot if only I could I'd make my sorrow and end but I am already too weak to move so I'm just lying in my own secretions and wait till my body has liquyfied I'm not able to stand up and get me some food therefor I have to eat my defecation hopefully I will be delivered soon I don't want compassion just let me rot
Pungent Stench -------------------- rotting fetus in your womb your own body is his tomb mucous little brat drowned in clothing blood disgusting gastric juice drops out of your mother's vagina pungent stench of festered gore your pussy is a vicous sore worms in your entrails prey upon the melted embryo corroded brain and skin your son died for your sin too many drugs in pregnancy you killed your child but now it kills you titanic waves of bestial stench comes from your month it's the child's revenge bursting boils nauseous flood malformation and yellow blood now you can dig in your baby's guts tear the corpse out and look what you've done don't repent this mistake, now you get your punishment the little brat will rip you till the end
Bonesawer -------------------- You'll be dead And your arms went red Split your skin The saw will win Tear your flesh & open the gash Your bowels come out No need to shout I saw your bone 'til you stop to moan The saw can tell How you will yell Full of blood It's in your gut Your head zone A splintering bone The saw is red And you are dead I saw your bone 'til you stop to moan
Embalmed In Sulphuric Acid -------------------- The whole body, full of pumps Bubbles are seeping, pus is dripping Pouring acid, sulphuric acid Embalmed body, no escape Skin is falling, pain is stabbing Pure naked flesh, acid-blood mash Burning skin, soring flesh Embalmed in sulphuric acid trash (repeat the whole verses)
Blood Pus And Gastric Juice -------------------- Listen to me I have a story to tell About a guy whose name I can't spell He likes blood, pus and gastric juice Of course blood too, so let him booze He is insane for a brain Laps of gut, sips the fluid For the sweet, he takes meat To the bone, for him alone Never he is full or has enough Wouldn't dream of stop eating people though
Suspended Animation -------------------- I should be more than dead in my new bed but something happened with me, I'm not dead I want be free come on let me out I start to scream and shout but only the worms can hear my painful dying fear I'm so alone in my new home it's dark and gloomy but not very roomy I don't feel good like I could suspended animation a bad situation let me out some friends here I got wait until I rot they laugh 'cause I must be a fine repast I'm not so dead like my doctor said so let me out before I stop to shout
A Small Lunch -------------------- hello grandma how do you like it lying in the tub through disembolwed can you remember you always compeled me to eat and if I wasn't hungry you gave me the sticky now I am hungry but please don't bother you don't have cook because you are my lunch maybe the flesh is a little stingy it doesn't matter it's good for my teeth your big strong hands with all their swollen vessels I'll keep in memory of the many slaps your brain with eggs and vegetables I think that will taste bloody delicious now there's only one thing you can do grandma wish me jolly good
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