1. Dellamorte Dellamore

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2. Retrogore

Retrogore, putrid obsession.
Retrogore, maniacal possession.
Condemned by horrid nostalgia.
A celebration of death!

Vintage tourniquet, decrepit and failing
Surgical abomination.
Retrogore, maniacal possession.

Once upon the slab, carotid artery failing.
Disturbing, yet so captivating.

Retrogore, reminiscent slaughter.
Retrogore, noxious perversion.

Obsessed by an age of cinematographic grandeur.
Reality fades as phantasms take over.
Surgical abomination.

And as reality slips, my bloodlust persists.
Condemned to decompose, your body lies broken.

A slave to misery, debauchery and suffering so pure.
Protagonist of insanity, a slave to savagery.
With the hammer I shall thrive, as you step forth into my realm.

Retrogore, reminiscent slaughter.
Retrogore, noxious perversion.
Retrogore, putrid obsession.
Retrogore, maniacal possession.

Ingrained frenzy, slasher extravaganza.
The final step in a psychotic breakdown.

I slip into dementia.
I am death incarnate.
I am the end!

I am the end, I am your end.
I am death incarnate.
I am the end!

Tendencies for gore, I always need more.
My artistry, perfectly portrayed.
I wasn't supposed to be alive and breathing.
Caught on film, immortalized portrait of filth,
the star of my feature film.

I am the protagonist, an artist of Sodom.

And as reality slips, my bloodlust persists.
Condemned to decompose, your body lies broken.

A slave to misery, debauchery and suffering so pure.
Protagonist of insanity, a slave to savagery.
With the hammer I shall thrive, as you step forth into my realm.

Retrogore, reminiscent slaughter.
Retrogore, noxious perversion.

Obsessed by an age of cinematographic grandeur.
Reality fades as phantasms take over.
Surgical abomination.

Retrogore, noxious perversion.

3. Cadaverous Banquet

My horrendous concoction, defaced and erased.
A beastly corpus eloquently drained.
Carbonated and flavored at will.

Grinded, blended,
a milkshake highly recommended.
Necrotic nutrients decompose.

Your body is mine for the taking.
Shot thrice, cranium excavated.
Delusional amour, your cadaver my shrine.
Pleasure holes depraved by the relentless thrust of my blade.

My sweet post-mortal fuck!
Vintage of the damned, succulent and frail.
An eternal silence by canine excrement.

An eternal silence by canine excrement.

Your is mine for the raping.
Shot thrice, exsanguinated.
Delusional amour, your cadaver my shrine.
Pleasure holes depraved by the relentless thrust of my blade.

Delicious gory banquet, Seved up to fill my needs.
My appetite temporarily pleased.

Delicious gory banquet, Seved up to fill my needs.
My appetite temporarily pleased, bleed.

Cadaverous banquet, vintage of the dead.

Chasing my meat through her urethra,
mashed up to fulfill my needs.
My perversion subdues indeed.

Thrashing and grinding necrotic tissue,
your compost becomes my feast.
A good vintage indeed.

4. Whoremageddon

A scrupulous species, bred to dominate.
Exhibitionist features, corrupted, deluded.
We are the whores of man!

Oh goddess of faeces, from temptress to whore.
Materialistic demeanour, raped, degraded.
Self-loathing prevails!

Whoremageddon, whores of Babylon.
By filth approved and faith rejected.
Whoremageddon, a wretched demagogue.
Wrought into travesty!

Oh goddess of faeces, from temptress to whore.
Materialistic demeanour, raped, degraded.
Self-loathing prevails!

Whoremageddon, whores of Telethon.
By youth approved and faith praised.
Whoremageddon, a wretched demagogue.
Wrought into travesty!

Lies upon lies they carefully plant.
Modern day idols for a generation of shit.
A whoremageddon, new born messiah.
Talentless cunts setting a standard of crud.

Lies upon lies they purposely spread.
Modern day fools for a generation of shit.
A whoremageddon, new born messiah.
Miserable lives reserved for us all.

And here we stand again,
a culture of self-loathing.

Vultures descending from the skies.
Psycho predators, a deteriorating kind.
Today a role model, tomorrow a fad.
Miserable cunts, the ruling class.

A scrupulous species, bred to dominate.
Exhibitionist features, corrupted, deluded.
We are the whores of man!

Oh goddess of faeces, from temptress to whore.
Materialistic demeanour, raped, degraded.
Self-loathing prevails!

Lies upon lies they carefully plant.
Modern day idols for a generation of shit.
A whoremageddon, new born messiah.
Talentless cunts setting a standard of crud.

Lies upon lies they purposely spread.
Modern day fools for a generation of shit.
A whoremageddon, new born messiah.
Miserable lives reserved for us all.

Whoremageddon, this is our final judgement.
Whores of Babylon, by filth approved and faith rejected.
Whoremageddon, a wretched demagogue.
Wrought into travesty!

5. Termination Redux

Fetid and abhorrent, these fantasies I am having.
Copious picturesque views of ending lives around me.
Vermillion canvas, these fantasies I am living.
Through human filth, through human filth!

Miraculous views so vermillion and obtuse!

Through their eyes, victimised.
A grisly study in still life!
Voraciously nailed, a puddle of gore.
The means to your pathetic end!

Emaciated giblets rearranged on the floor, rotting.
Some might find me deranged, but I'm merely an artist.

Bowels turn into vintage art.
Caustic Demigod, a Rembrandt of gore.
Bowels turn into vintage art.

Through their lives, idolised.
Now a grisly study in still life.
Voraciously nailed, attention seeking whores.
Die on your pedestal!

Fictitious and bored,
more than you ever were.
Now part of my body of art!

You are the scum of the earth.
Ambulant filth, self-righteous and idle.
Idolatry, societal degeneration.

You are the birthplace of disease.
You are a cancer that feeds, breeds.
No more than a sculpture that kneels, bleeds.
Contemporarily pleased.

Through their eyes, victimised.
A grisly study in still life!
Voraciously nailed, a puddle of gore.
The means to your pathetic end!

6. Bit By Bit

Knee-deep in hate I seethe.
An abomination of man, the perversion of am.
The burial of all that's sacred.
Bit by bit I strip your world apart.

As I step foward into your world, you gluttonous glob.
A walking heap of crud, the embodiment of sloth.
Bit by bit, religiously torn apart.
As skin is stripped from bone, I refine my grand art.

We have been set up to fail.
Returning, occurring.
The savagery we're evoking.
We have been set up to kill for the thrill.

A global abattoir!
No separation of race and gender.
A moral abattoir, like cattle to the slaughter.

Knee-deep in rage you bleed.
A mongrel of man, the reflection of all.

Knee-deep in hate I seethe.
An abomination of man, the perversion of am.
The burial of all that's sacred.
Bit by bit I strip your world apart.

Portent to the end of your life.
Bit by bit, emaciated.
We were all born ripe.
Cretins for the taking.

How meaningless is your life?
Bit by bit, classified!
How pointless is it to fight?
Bit by bit, emaciated!

Like sheeps we follow the march.
Put upon this earth, meaningless.
Being born, being born was just a curse.

Bit by bit, the world cleansed.
Born to murder the world.
Bit by bit, the world feared.
Born to slaughter you all.

Knee-deep in hate I seethe.
An abomination of man, the perversion of am.
Bit by bit I strip your world apart.

7. Divine Impediment

Divine impediment!

The cross penetrates, neuters and violates.
My name is your restraint and order.
Perturbed, force-fed, your body is mine to shred.
I, a minister of corruption!

By the leash, the bane and rod, I rend and trisect.
Exacting the trinity of pain and perversion.
As above, so below!

By the lash, the hate and rot, I rend and trisect.
Exacting the nihility of man and destruction.
As above, so below!

Strapped in a carapace, beaten into my image.
Suffering in ecstasy divine, all mine!
Praise the enlightened whore of Babylon.
Suffering in ecstasy divine, all mine!

Battered lamb, glorious pulp.
By faith I jutify my endless craves.

A litany of stifled screams,
gutted peaks so enticing.
Hear this harmony!

A litany of stifled screams,
gutted peaks so enticing.
Behold the travesty!

Divine impediment!

Non interpretable dogma's slammed into your skull.
Subject to our object: a faceless, invisible figure as lead.
A terrible joke gone real and global.

We picture fictional cunts to fuck the world.
Our war is out, our whores are out.
Yet we're still in denial.

By rejecting I connect,
to rein the inane,
to reign the insane.

8. Coven Of Ignorance

Watch the mouth open, as the bullshit excretes.
A coven of ignorance, prophets we claim to be.

Watch them eat it up, like rodents and pigs.
Devouring misinformation so blatantly.
Search for the truth, one click away.
A myriad of theories just waiting to be spread.

Conflicts breeding conflicts, for the sheeple to see.
A myriad of fake sympathy waiting to be spread.
Varmint, erroneous, an idiocracy.
Sycophantic apathy, we suddenly care.

Pretend to be righteous, pretend to be clean.
Warriors behind screens, warriors of values.
Pretend to matter, pretend to be heard.
Warriors behind screens, societal catastrophe.

Watch the mouth open, as the bullshit excretes.
A coven of ignorance, prophets we claim to be.
Watch the world falter, as opinions decree.
A coven of ignorance, where everything offends me.

Tools for idiology, beg for attention.

I will watch the world burn.
I will watch the world burn.
I will watch the world burn.
I will watch the world burn.

Watch the mouth open, as the bullshit excretes.
A coven of ignorance, prophets we claim to be.
Watch the world falter, as opinions decree.
A coven of ignorance, where everything offends me.

9. The Mephitic Conundrum

Malodorous, I defecate and consume!
The mephitic conundrum.

A walking heap, colonic mystique, gathering of shit.
Walking human methane bomb, ready to extinct.
The common cancer known as man,
answering the greatest riddle of all:

"How much poop is too much poop?"
About 5 billion of them all!

Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
As we destroy the world, turn it into a heap of shit.

Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
As we destroy the world, our fecal playing ground.

Malodorous, we propagate and consume!
The mephitic conundrum.

A walking heap, colonic mystique, gathering of shit.
Walking human methane bomb, ready to extinct.
The common cancer known as man,
answering the greatest riddle of all:

"How much poop is too much poop?"
About 5 billion of them all!

Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
As we destroy the world, turn it into a heap of shit.

Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
Threading, ridding, killing, maiming.
As we destroy the world, our fecal playing ground.

We will never know peace!

I am mesmerized that we are all still living.
A steaming pile, the human excrement.

With intestinal fortitude I am forced to digest,
the purulent crud that forms your carbon print.
Greedily amassing, by greed unsurpassing.
You're all connaiseurs of rot.

Malodorous, we propagate and consume!
The mephitic conundrum.

A walking heap, colonic mystique, gathering of shit.
Walking human methane bomb, ready to extinct.
The common cancer known as man,
answering the greatest riddle of all:

"How much poop is too much poop?"
About 5 billion of them all!

Are you unhappy?

10. Forged For Decrepitude

Born into a life of degeneration, societal deformity.
Inept repression, inherited abasement.

Our common wealth debilitates us into depression.
Abundant misery!
Depending mongrels chasing a clock.
Forged for decrepitude: the sum of man.

We stand for:
Redundant catastrophe.
Abundant misery.

Redundant catastrophe.
Abundant misery.

"Living" a life of misinformed, construed travesty
Our common stupidity, their master plan
Is this what you call a life, alive?

Pathetic, apathetic, forever wrapped in chains.
The feeling of never being awake.
Prone to misery, we claim our throne of unjust,
as we step foot in nothing.

Is this what you call a life, alive?

Our common idiocy debilitates us beyond redemption.
Abhorrent reality, we are man, we are the end.

Our common wealth debilitates us into depression.
Abundant misery!
Depending mongrels chasing a clock.
Forged for decrepitude: the sum of man.

We stand for...

11. From Beyond (The Grave)

From beyond the grave!
From beyond the grave!

From the cradle to the grave!
Following your life, bloodstained.
Closer to death, so arousing.
A whiff of formaldehyde as foreplay.
Your eternal unrest, so amusing.

From beyond the grave.
Follow your gurney, cumstained.
Closer to me, so perverted.
Rigor Mortis, part of my Horrorscope.

Once upon the slab, now in my bed.

Now let us pray!
From the cradle to the grave.
Your body lies rotten,
from the pleasures I have begotten.
Your corpus my whore to enslave.

Partake in my madness!
My luscious cunt from the sepulchre.
Pertain to my madness!
My special cunt from the sepulchre.

By death betrothed to the grinding beef of my package.
Your sullied rotten cave, a fantastical musky present.

With every thrust I regain lust.
Of sullied rotten cave enslaved,
from the cradle to the grave.

Your carcass, my grand amour.
Molten out eyesockets, my fuck du jour.
You're my sexual plat de resistance.
My freaky decomposing slut.

Cumstained, depraved, your death I celebrate.
Deeper and deeper, from the cradle to the grave.
Cumstained, depraved, your death I celebrate.
Deeper and deeper, from the cradle to the grave.

Now let us pray!
From the cradle to the grave.
Your body lies rotten,
from the pleasures I have begotten.
Your corpus my whore to enslave.

Partake in my madness!
My luscious cunt from the sepulchre.
Pertain to my madness!
My special cunt from the sepulchre.

Your carcass, my grand amour.
Molten out eyesockets, my fuck du jour.
You're my sexual plat de resistance.
My freaky decomposing slut.

You are recked beyond the grave!
You are recked beyond the grave!
You are recked beyond the grave!
You are recked beyond the grave!

12. In Avernus

Standing in front of Avernus.
The gates of old, a plummeting death.
The illusions that haunt me, control me.

Denigrating Apocrypha, a slithering rot seeps into my sanity.
Wreaking vengeance upon a lucid ordure.
Clarity, a monstrosity, take me from this mental travesty.
Leaning over the precipice of my deluded self.

As I fear...

In the dark I hear them coming,
in the silence of a growing burden.
The wretched, the damned, the all knowing.
The fictions that guide me through hell everlasting.

Guide me through, Avernus.
Rid me of the burden of metastasized conscience.
Guide me through, Avernus.

Denying Apocrypha, a mesmerizing plot exceeds my reality.
Wreaking horror upon this human manure.
Clarity, a monstrosity, relieve me from this euphoria.
Offal of the damned, the precipice of hell.

Voices, choices, tearing through my head.
Contesting, detesting, osmosis of the damned.

The falling of the hammer.
The metamorphosis of my gray matter.
A lucid interlude to the decaying of man.

In Avernus, mental terminus.
In Avernus!
In Avernus, Wretched, horrendous.
Defeatist!

In Avernus!

Voices, uncontrollable noises.
Voices, undeniable voices.