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Pungent Stench: "For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh" – 1990

энциклопедия: Pungent Stench

Состав группы:

  • Jacek Perkowski – бас
  • Alex Wank (Rector Stench) – ударные
  • Martin Schirenk (Don Cochino) – вокал, гитары

Pungent Stench: "For God Your Soul... For Me Your Flesh" – 1990

Композиции:

  1. Extreme Deformity
  2. Hypnos
  3. For God Your Soul – For Me Your Flesh
  4. Just Let Me Rot
  5. Pungent Stench
  6. Bonesawer
  7. Embalmed In Sulfuric Acid
  8. Blood, Pus And Gastric Juice
  9. Suspended Animation
  10. A Small Lunch

Лирика

1. 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's dead
with god's help they defeated the wicked

the real monsters are you !

2. Hypnos

let me touch your skin
with my ice-cold knife I love see it red
and you'll love more

do it again & again
put it inside me
I can't live without
the knife tastes so good
let me feel ice-cold steel
please drive inside the knife
I won't stop 'till you drop
to the floor and cry for more
it's enough too hard stuff
let me out 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 knife will rip
'till you bleed

I'll never stop
I greed for more
I get now lust
I want more gore

3. For God Your Soul – For Me Your Flesh

ashes to ashes, dust to dust
what a waste for a body like yours
the absurdity of burials, racks my brain
all those valuable corpses, why should 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 out from your last resting place
I hope it's not too late, because it'll be a pity
if the decomposition already has advanced

for god your soul ... for me your flesh

for god your soul , for me your flesh
I think it is 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'll look nearly alive
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
don't worry, I'll prevent it

4. 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 this vesicular eruption appeared

nodular exrescences spread over my face
countless harden blood-clots plug the veins
unstoppable the death of tissue proceed
no medicine can allay my pain, death is what I need

glandular abscesses inside of me
let the digestive system refuse to work
my body reforms wild contortions
because the pain increases every hour
the gastric mucus membrane is even destroyed
and it's acid corrodes me inside
my fingers claw into my putresent flesh
and leave behind suppurated sores

just let me rot

if I only could, I'd make my sorrow an end
but I'm already to weak to move
so I'm just lying in my own secretions
and wait 'till my body has liquefied
I'm not able to stand up and get me some food
there for I have to eat my defecation
hopefully I'll be delivered soon
I don't want compassion, just let me rot !!!

5. Pungent Stench

rotting fetus in your womb
your own body is his tomb

mucus little brat
drowned in clothing blood
disgusting gastric juice drops out from your mother's vagina

pungent stench of festered gore
your pussy is a viscous sore

worms in your entrails pray upon the melted embryo
corroded brain and skin
your skin 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 mouth 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 see what you've done

don't repeat this mistake, now you can get your punishment
he little brat will rip you 'till the end

6. Bonesawer

you'll be dead
and your arms went red
split your skin
the saw will win
tear your flesh
and open the gash
your bowels come out
no need to shout

I saw our bone, 'till you stop to moan

the saw can tell how you'll yell
full of blood
it's in your got

your head zone
a splintering bone
the saw is red
and you are dead

I saw your bone 'till you stop to moan

7. Embalmed In Sulfuric Acid

the whole body, full of pumps
bubbles are seeping, pus is dripping
pouring acid, sulfuric acid
embalmed body, no escape

skin is falling, pain is stabbing
pure naked flesh, acid-blood mash
burning skin, souring flesh
embalmed in sulfuric acid trash

8. 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

9. Suspended Animation

I should be more than dead in my new bed
but something happened with me, I'm not dead, I want to 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 so 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 because I must be a fine repast
I'm not so dead like my doctor said
so let me out before I stop to shout

10. A Small Lunch

hello grandma, how do you like it ?
lying in the tub, thorough disemboweled
can you remember, you always compelled me to eat
and if I wasn't hungry, you gave me the stick

now I am hungry, but please don't bother
you don't have to cook because you're my lunch
maybe the flesh is a little stingy
it doesn't matter, it's good for my teeth

your big strong arms
with all their swollen vessels
I'll keep in memory
of the many slaps

your brain with eggs and vegetable's
I think it'll taste bloody delicious
now there's only one thing you can do
grandma, wish me jolly good

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