1. Wormeaten

Sunk into a beautiful dream
Longer than I've ever been
it is so cool and pleasant
I wish this would never end

I feel warm and comfortable
Even a nice tickling inside of me
Never had this kind of sensations
it's like dreaming with my open eyes

But something weird is going on
it is so real
For some reason i cant move
I'm inside a coffin!!

I ignore why I am here
Perhaps a catatonic state
My family thought i was dead
For how long have i been here?

Now I know what those ticklers are
and that warm feeling
worms are nibbling at my entrails
I'm being eaten alive!!

I want to scream but I have no strength
My lungs are completely devoured
I think my only living organ is my brain
Perhaps they're saving it for dessert

I don't know what I did during my life
To deserve such a painful death
My silent screams of agony
Are tortured moans, music for the worms

I can even smell the stench
Of my own decomposing organs
My arms and legs have disappeared
Soon my corpse will be no more

Wormeaten... wormeaten...
Wormeaten... wormeaten...
Wormeaten... wormeaten...

2. Sick Sick Sex

I've always been a quiet guy
I an introverted personality
Never had a really close friend
I'm difficult to deal with

Because of this rny sexuality
Has always been an utopia
But in my inner self
I felt uncontrollable desires

I want sex!!
At any cost!!
Penetrating a cadaver
Right after disembowelment
Still feeling her warmy blood
In contrast to her cold skin

Embracing that inert body
Feasting on entrails
Sodomizing all her
Cavities pure gore insanity

SICK SICK SEX...SICK!!!!!!

Because of this rny sexuality
Has always been an utopia
But in my inner self
I felt uncontrollable desires

I want sex!!
At any cost!!
Penetrating a cadaver
Right after disembowelment
Still feeling her warmy blood
In contrast to her cold skin

Embracing that inert body
Feasting on entrails
Sodomizing all her
Cavities pure gore insanity

SICK SICK SEX...SICK!!!!!!

3. Daddy Stew

When mommy died the family had to continue
Years passed and daddy got a new hot girlfriend
The two sons were not satisfied with the situation
Life at home was getting tensed and unbearable

The poor girl was a victim
The brothers were tracing a plan to make her life a hell
Submitting her to a psychic torture
Until her nerves could not resist and get her leaving home

And they did succeed: her nerves exploded
But not the way they wanted her to
Then she became a twisted psychopath
Thinking of a way to make them pay

Cookinq a daddy stew

The poor girl was a victim
The brothers were tracing a plan to make her life a hell
Submitting her to a psychic torture
Until her nerves could not resist and get her leaving home

And they did succeed: her nerves exploded
But not the way they wanted her to
Then she became a twisted psychopath
Thinking of a way to make them pay

Cookinq a daddy stew

4. I Feel Good...Eating Human Flesh

Voracity for human flesh
I it's something I can't help
Forbidden pleasure not for the weak
I get stronger with every bit

The vision of a cadaver
Unleashes my atrocious hunger
I devour it with anxiety
I can't resist this delicacy

"Pleasures of the flesh"
Is not just a phrase
It has a meaning for me
I really enjoy that meat

I feel good... eating human flesh!!!

I've never felt stronger
Since I eat human meat
Addicted to cannibalism
That's what I am

I feel good... Eating human flesh!!!

Human goulash, my favourite dish
Find a good female roasted rib
Children's meat is tender and sweet
I'm proud to be an anthropophagus

I feel good... Eating human flesh!!!

5. Decrepit Sigh

Darkness surrounds me
In my sorrowful agony
I feel my death is near
And it's corroding my mind

Tormented thoughts
invades my head
The final day has come to me
I just have to wait
Laid down on my bed waiting
For my final breath
I have no strength to control
My dismal thoughts of demise

Certain death
Dark decay
In peace I die
Slowly I rot

My body is passing away
but my soul still remains
it is just longing for
My last decrepit sigh

Tormented thoughts
invades my head
The final day has come to me
I just have to wait
Laid down on my bed waiting
For my final breath
I have no strength to control
My dismal thoughts of demise

Certain death
Dark decay
In peace I die
Slowly I rot

My body is passing away
but my soul still remains
it is just longing for
My last decrepit sigh

6. Morbid Chef

Chef in a restaurant
of the hiqhest class
Refined gourmet

He was responsible
Of choosinq the food
They had to use

He had a special secret related to meat
He personally was takinq care of it

The restaurant was famous for its meat
People came just to eat its steak tartar
Nobody knew the special touch that this chef
Was puttinq on to achieve such a flavour

Meat balls, muffled brain, sirloin in sauce, human kebab
Marinaded ribs, hamburqers, bills cream, tonque stew

Sadistic mind, perverse menu, morbid chef

The more people ate
The more often they returned
I they didn't know why

It was so delicious
that is was really worth
to pay any amount

Human meat is an addictive drug
Once you've eaten a bit you wont resist anymore

Meat balls, muffled brain, sirloin in sauce, human kebab
Marinaded ribs, hamburqers, bills cream, tonque stew

Sadistic mind, perverse menu, morbid chef

7. Cadaver Decapitado

Cadaver Decapitado

Asesino compulsive
sin razon para matar
era como un deporte
se tenia que realizar
buscando una presa con toda frialdad
pensando una muerte con gran crueldad
con un hacha en su mano tiene que esperar
un qolpe certero tiene que asestar

Cadaver decapitado

ntacando pop la espalda
Hachazo en la cervical
cuerpo paralizado
pacil de rernatar
nendo de muerte, sin poder gritar.
un destino fatal
casi sin parar, le volvio a asestar.
con sana brutal

puesto de rodillas
Le iba a ejecutar
oe un solo qolpe
Le iba a decapitar
sentia el poder y supenondad que
le daba su hacha
sin dejar de jadear. no podia frenar
su ansia de matar
puesto de rodillas
le iba a ejecutar
de un solo qolpe
Le iba a decapitar
sin pensarlo dos veces se la iba a cortar
Lleno de sanqre el disfrutaba
un sentimiento de felicidad
renia su trofeo, era su cabeza!!!

Cadaver decapitado

8. Foetivorous Marriage

The passion for cannibalism was their mutual like
Two twin souls that found a common way
They got manned with the aim of procreating
Countless children to satisfy their needs

Severed child sawn in two
Its micro-brain for a mousse
Its extremities are nice hot-wings
Its intestines are for croquettes

They had to beget a new child every six months
Time enough to get a new tasty foetus meantime
They had to feed themselves like normal humans
But every six months they had a gourmet foetus dinner

Unstoppable yearning
Carnivorous lust
Infanticidal instincts
Foetivorous marriage

Severed child sawn in two
Its micro-brain for a mousse
Its extremities are nice hot-wings
Its intestines are for croquettes

Toasty foetus on a grill of salty crispy texture
Delicious tender meat from the ribs, tex-mex styled
There was not too much meat on such a small creature
but as always good things, if brief, twice as good

In their behaviours there couldn't be any criminal act
Since nobody would ever know she was pregnant

Unstoppable yearning
Carnivorous lust
Infanticidal instincts
Foetivorous marriage

9. Pale Red Blood

Liquid of life of great value
Highly curative, bringer of strength
Heals my wounds and keeps me alive
Divine elixir but addictive

Pale red blood

Unlike a vampire, I hate warm blood
I'm not a sucker, I'm not a leech
I dig fresh blood on a cold chalice
Slowly tasting its subtle flavour

Pale red blood

It purifies my soul
and makes me feel strong
I believe I am above
Of the average human
I don't need to kill
Not even soil my hands
I find it vulgar and crude
Others will do it for me

Addicted to blood I am, with no remorse
You can call me a modern vampire, I don't care
But I am not a stupid bat or a count
I just want to satisfy my bloody thirst

Unlike a vampire, I hate warm blood
I'm not a sucker, I'm not a leech
I dig fresh blood on a cold chalice
Slowly tasting its subtle flavour

Pale red blood

It purifies my soul
and makes me feel strong
I believe I am above
Of the average human
I don't need to kill
Not even soil my hands
I find it vulgar and crude
Others will do it for me

10. Devoured Of The Dead

Entering the cemetery like a furtive hunter
Hiding in the shadows where not
Staking out the tombs, the most recent ones
The smell of fresh cadavers helps me on my search

Digging six feet under, working overnight
Waiting for a treasure made of flesh and bones
Atrocious desire for decaying corpses
Necrocannibalistic feast right before the dawn

Carrion is my delight
Putrid reec I enjoy
Devourer of the dead
Devouirer of the dead

Coagulated blood, I masticate
Livid sweet eyeballs are my fave
Red meat from the knees, of godly taste
Rotting genitals, what i eat last

Hacking up the rests to bring them home
There shall be no remains left for the worms

Hacking up the rests to bring them home
There shall be no remains left for the worms

Coagulated blood, I masticate
Livid sweet eyeballs are my fave
Red meat from the knees, of godly taste
Rotting genitals, what i eat last

Carrion is my delight
Putrid reec I enjoy
Devourer of the dead
Devouirer of the dead

Digging six feet under, working overnight
Waiting for a treasure made of flesh and bones
Atrocious desire for decaying corpses
Necrocannibalistic feast right before the dawn