1. The Gardeners Of Eden

Falling from grace forever damning the human race
A parable amongst mortals, for we were damned from the start
Mass creators of population, yet destroyers of civilization
With piss and bile coursing through veins that flood an ashen heart

God damned this world – that is if "god" exists
God hates this world – left his "son" tied to a stick?
God as sadist – this is the portrait you paint
God is within and we ruin everything...

We ruin everything.

Slow death (in the garden) unnatural selection
Sodomy (unwillingly) of everything
Our debts will never be paid, our mark left unerased
The sands of time now a suffocating desert
Devoid of color, grey matter produces greyer skies
The will to power – a suicide

Leave no trace – eliminate the human race

Killers.
Murderers.
Civilians...
The gardeners of eden

Wreckers.
Ruiners.
Terrorists...
Addicted to death

God damned this world – that is if "god" exists
God hates this world – left his "son" tied to a stick?
God as sadist – this is the portrait you paint
God is within and we ruin everything...

Leave no trace – eliminate the human race

2. A Body Farm

For every life I take, an ecosystem I create
Blood and guts consumes my life
I am the "brutal gardener"
I – "quantity controller"
...no more insane than Jesus Christ.

Forgive my humble abode
Rotting bodies clogging the commode
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench

Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
The gestation of larvae tells us
the time of death

Decomposition – An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy

Degeneration – Breakdown and maturation of DNA: The residue of death

The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead – the dead now dead as can be

The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God – This makes me a god

This is absurd and quite obscene – the corruption of human beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene

I am the ying, I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than Jesus Christ...

The smell is part of the charm when you live on a "body farm"
I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day

Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crime-solving community, I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a good roto-tiller...

I kill for the good of man

Decomposition – a morbid demonstration
The cycle of life – in all its majesty

Degeneration – curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat

The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead – the dead now dead as can be

The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God – This makes me a god

3. We Are Horrible People

Destroyers in nature
It's just the fabric of us, our mistakes – feeble-minded
Moderate – to severe – idiocy
The "most intelligent" creatures on the planet
An advanced civilization, which says nothing at all...
Humans
Like US.
We, the people
We, the morons
Apparently non-educable idiots

We are horrible people

This is a fire
This is the gasoline
Insects attract to the flame
And turn to pitch all the same...

Our presence here – threatening
Habitats de-evolve – a mutant parody
Our hands are hammers – the earthen anvil
All life in between – disinterred and destroyed

You looked into the eyes of the beast
You extended your hand – in trust
It so graciously accepted the fate
There's no honor in betrayal
O the savages, the ravagers of the pleading, standing there bleeding
Tears of the innocent – turned into mammalian dissidents

We the people – we the terrible

The war has been waged
Us vs. them vs. life vs. cage
Inherently exiled from a life on an earth abundant with prosperity
O the hearts of men, their blood so thin with original sin
Tears of the innocent – turned into mammalian dissidents

Our presence here – threatening
Habitats de-evolve – a mutant parody
Our hands are hammers – the earthen anvil
All life in between – disinterred and destroyed

Destroyers in nature
It's just the fabric of us, our mistakes – feeble-minded

Moderate – to severe – idiocy
The "most intelligent" creatures on the planet
An advanced civilization, which says nothing at all...
Humans
Like US.
We, the people
We, the morons
No single inferior race
We're all apparently idiots

We, the people, are horrible

4. Tooth Enamel & Concrete

Pain like you've never felt before
Your face instantly grated and scraped along the sidewalk
Chiseled up, filed down & a concrete crown

I've got your face to the curb
With my pleathur boot you'll learn – life is cheap
Let's have a sacrifice in which we take your life
Straight through your mouth – denting your dentin
The power I uphold
Teeth and concrete now mold
Shaved and scraped
Hovering above your twitching, bloody mouth that still keeps bitching:
"Just tell me why?"
Why? Because you are human...

O, the insanity... the humanity.
Toothless gash gives new meaning to "cavities"...

Filing the enamel revealing the dentine
Gouging out pulp, separation of cementum
Disintegrating through maxillar scraping
Mandible and glottis now raw and pulsating in a jellied heap

Your incisors on the pavement
A brutal end to your enslavement – life is cheap
Let's have a sacrifice where your teeth merge with your eyes
Sinus collape – blunt facial prolapse
The power I uphold
Teeth and concrete now mold
Shaved and scraped
Hovering above your twitching, bloody mouth that still keeps bitching, begging me: "Please!"
O, death...
Such a tease...

O, the insanity... the humanity.
Toothless gash gives new meaning to "cavities"...

5. The Ripe Beneath The Rind

Flesh shall flay
Peeled back – exposing the nutrients of contents of mammal
Nutritious, delicious fruit

The stratified-squamous: keratinized
Epithelia dissected
Pseudo-stratified columnar, uni-cellular goblets (cells) secreting mucus
Gored out

The flesh is ripened – ready to gorge
Visceral contents empty on the floor
Like a fine wine the organs disgorge
Victim lies begging but I'm wanting more
The pain is insane, a new anus is torn

Gaping slice
Opened wide, peeling rind – bleeding, spurting everywhere...
(now revealing the salty goodness beneath and flash frying it)
Lancing meat
Tender outside – juicy inside – disgusts me...
Chopping, dicing, scrutinizing, dissecting and separating

A corpse is still a corpse, of course we dine with no remorse

We've sharpened all the knives to know the ripe that's beneath the rind
A blood lust curiosity, what makes these humans tick?
I've known it all my life...
BLOOD

Flesh shall flay
Peeled back – now exposing the nutrients of contents of mammal
Nutritious, delicious fruit

The stratified-squamous: keratinized
Epithelia dissected
Pseudo-stratified columnar, uni-cellular goblets (cells) secreting mucus
Gored out

And like a wild boar your head is hunted
And like a cantelope your head is opened
And like a pork belly your skin seared sterile
And underneath it lie the lies, the murder, the man, the meat

6. The Product Alive

Violently passive consumer – vital statistic
A gear in a machine spinning out of control and ever ready to explode
The cemetery will carry on – with carrion, turned to ashes
The species will die the harder they try to control the masses

Itemized flesh – scanned inventory
A New Testament in greed
Taking count – humanity is the product
Ever expanding the marketplace, dissolving the commonwealth
Pandemic – the damnation, epic

If this is the answer, then count me out.
Humanity is the cancer, and I want out.

Dead monolith – towering cesspool of Babel
Dreams of tyrants – the product alive

Excessive commodity – dominant ideology
Self-destructive machine spinning out of control and ever ready to implode
The cemetery will carry on – with carrion, turned to ashes
The species will die the harder they try to control the masses

I walked inside the monolith
In plastic I was reborn

If this is the answer, then count me out.
Humanity is the cancer, and I want out.

Dead monolith – towering cesspool of babel!
Dreams of tyrants – the product alive

7. In Axetasy

Behold!
The blade is nice and dull from the millions of heads, from the millions that we left for dead
Bluntly disassembled and painfully dissected
With an instrument of gore, bisected heads like rose pedals litter the floor
Clinically insane – serotonin flooding the brain
A sudden charge of epinephrine leaves my victims writhing in pain
In ecstasy I continue to maim – no one around me shall remain the same
I can take off their scalp, watch the cranium palpitate, bleeding and throw them away

I decide your fate
I say you're too late
With the Judgment Stick of hate
I decapitate

With this axe... I behead.
With this knowledge I've obtained of the human race
I leave you dead...

I've stared in the eyes of my helpless casualties
I've yet to experience any kind of "human" remorse...

I stand on the harvest floor
The place where death shows its face
and extinguishes all of the human race...

Behold!
A blade to crush the skull, the ribcage, break every bone and destroy every membrane
Smite the people with vengeance and bring damnation upon their descendents
Bluntly disassembled and painfully dissected with an assemblage of gore,
bisected heads, appendages, intestines and more!
Clinically deranged – norepinephrine driving me insane
A sudden charge of adrenaline leaves my victims writhing in pain
In ecstasy I continue to maim – everyone now just a pawn in my game
I can remove their faces now displaced in ways that you never thought could happen again

Like the murders of yore
Dearly departed and discarded gore
Forever living in my mind
In axetasy – the only peace I can find...

I decide your fate
I say you're too late
With the Judgment Stick of hate
I decapitate

With this axe... I behead
With this knowledge I've obtained of the human race
I leave you dead...

I've stared in the eyes of my helpless casualties
I've yet to experience any kind of "human" remorse...

I stand on the harvest floor
The place where death shows its face
And extinguishes all of the human race...

In axetasy its fight or flight
Euphoria in slice and dice
No better way to spend my nights
In axetasy I end your life

8. Into The Public Bath

To the caldarium we retreat from these days of rape
Wielding bounty of the harvest that starves this world of the essence that makes it worth living in...
Famished from the killing, the work that we've done and the blood we've been spilling
Violence takes a lot out of a man
Raping the rapists that molest the land

I require total immersion in human waste

Into the public bath
Reservoir of human excretions
The sweat and urine of a thousand men
A goddamned bacteria trap
Microbes making love to amoebas
Spawning secondary human byproducts
Dead skin cells, ejaculate and flora
Disgusting cocktail for the gargling...

Soaking in bathwater rich with contaminates
Gargling the residuals squeezed off by humans
Drinking from the waters these people have voided in
Molesting myself in the drink and exploiting the public

We are what you call disturbed.

Into the tepidarium we retire to baths that inspire
An invigorating relief of the nightmare – the life where man destroys everything that's right there
Tarnished and stinking, a days work is done and now closed with the drinking of the essence of humanity
The juice of the populace, the taste of profanity

Into the public bath
Aquatic hotbed of human diseases
Crabs with tentacles, stabbing your testicles
A goddamned bacteria trap
Planaria digest and excrete the protists
Spawning nitrogen, vital precipitation
Fecal particles and the foam of ejaculate – enrichment
A taste for the waste

We walk through shallows of shit
We're wading in it
Urea, mucus and human jit
We love the taste of it...

Into the public bath
Reservoir of human excretions
The sweat and urine of a thousand men
A goddamned bacteria trap
Microbes making love to amoebas
Spawning secondary human byproducts
Dead skin cells, ejaculate and flora
Disgusting cocktail for the gargling...

We walk through shallows of shit
We're wading in it
Urea, mucus and human jit
We're basted with it

We walk through shallows of shit
We're wading in it
Sweat, sperm, diarrhea and spit
We love the taste of it...

9. The Harvest Floor

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10. Regret & The Grave

What is this hell?
What have you done?

Of all the things we've learned from ripping off this earth
the quantities were met and indirectly led to death

In the factories
Teeming with ripe disease
and on your bended knees you took it like a man!Regret rears its despicable head
All those years of ingesting the dead
Living your life with your hands painted red

Gross remorse

In this the final hour
Now that you see what you've done
The cancelled check of life and its bitter taste of dung
The stress of consciousness
In distress and blessing yourself with death

Wolves use their cunning and stalk in the night
We use machinery to exhibit destructive might
They've only the skills adapt for taking their kill
We hide behind the steel and are slaves to our will

You, the consumer now consumed...
...and by your product your insides eaten!
Quite ironic, don't you think?

What have we done?
We've let the foolish taint the air and land!

Of all the things we've learned from ripping off this earth
Plastic and mass created sewer spewing humanure

In the factories
Teeming with ripe disease
and on your bended knees you took it like a man!

Gross remorse

In this the final hour
Now that we see what we've done
The cancelled check of life and its bitter taste of dung
The stress of consciousness
Death obsessed and making a mess

Wolves use their cunning and stalk in the night
We hide like cowards, with machines to magnify our sight
They've only the skills ever evolving to kill
We hide behind the steel and are slaves to our will

You, the consumer now consumed...
...and by your product you will wither away!

And I don't remember us starving to death...
...and I can't recall suffering through it all
They've shown me some things that I'll never forget
...and I'll remind you when you're on your death bed
This is the grave, this is regret.

LOOK AT THIS HELL!
LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!

In this the final hour
Now that you see what you've done
The cancelled check of life and its bitter taste of dung
In the factories
Amidst the rats and fleas
and on your bended knees you took it like a man!

Gross remorse