1. ODE TO CARNIVOROUS (Prelude to Brutality)

This urge inside controls my need
To eat the flesh of my prey.
Glorious are the ones that seek and hunt
Their victims in order to fulfill their carnivorous desires
Unleash your veracity upon the weak
And consume their living fear for death.


2. CORPSE REANIMATION (THE MUTANTS REVENGE)

The ultimate scientific experience by this group of lunatic
Doctors brought into the daylight the corpses of
Several dead in order to create brainless mutants.
The project intended to breed a new violent pet,
But thanks to a genetic mistake after sometime
They turn out to be the perfect killing machines.
These responsible for this wacky idea were the first
To suffer the consequences as they were the victims
Of their own mistake.
All of them were slashed, their meat was transformed
Into contaminated burgers for consumtion by everyone
In the investigation center they turned into mutant zombies
Their brains were left in their fleshless skeletons.
Humanity shall no longer grew,
A depopulation plan is executed and the stalk begins.
They masturbate upon the graves and their corrosive
Semen flews underground, once it touches the habitants
Of the Morpheus realm they awake violently
And dig their way up already transformed
In this deadly species.
The mutants are ruthless and unmerciful,
The living are buried feeling at the same time
The weight of the ground breaking their spine.
After that, the mutants ransack the tombs and eat them
From the dungeons of the old city, the eyes see the
Devastated fields burning along with the cries of torment.
A new reality has born and all the prisoners
Are condemned to a cannibal slavery.


3. FORNICATORS DELIRIUM

(Instrumental)


4. DEAD ART COLLECTOR

Devious freak, worshiper of dismemberment
Bring forward your fetish fantasies
And shows us the lugubrious creations of your mind.
This frightening sight begins at the barn
Where the vision of severed remains provokes vomiting
And profound horror. Male and female cadavers
Are hung up by their genitals while drops of blood
Gather in massive pools at their feet.
Bloody spiderwebs congregate upon this playground
Of death feasting on this hideous snack.
The ceiling covered with meat offers up the stench
Of putrefaction that arouses the insects to breed
Inside the mortal remains.
Plastic bags and bottles full of formaldehyde preserve
This atrocious chamber of torture.
This iniquitous taste for brutality reveals to us
The perfectionism of this being as his heart opens
To us revealing the coldness he has for our existence.
More visits are expected in the local cemeteries
And morgues where he seeks his only source of pleasure


5. CULT OF BLOOD

After dark while the evil procession whispers words
Of sacrifice upon the old damned ruin.
The winds rejoice with the spirits of the dead.
The summoning of Ariemes, malicious entity
Of the cannibal world, scrolls are torn by this
Demonic incantation.
Once a graveyard, the ground now begins to revolve.
The tombstones are expelled violently from the ground
Like boiled flesh coming forth this unic vision
Of malevolence force awaken after centuries
Of putrefaction makes his entry upon the altar,
Where the offering lies awaiting the eternal damnation.
In a state of profound trance the fanatic is tied up
With hot iron chains on his wrists and murmurs prayers
Of immortality as his eyes penetrate
This phantasmagoric dimension.
The creature unleashes his voracious hunger upon
The static body. This moment is blessed by the cult
Through a frenetic orgy where the leftovers of
The sacrificed are consumed greedily.
Another cycle of death is finished
To give birth to eternal life.


6. TERRIFIED

Through the complex path of reason the beast
Sleeps his dream of death,
Awaiting the stimulus created by something wicked.
The rising of a strange feeling that controls
Yours thoughts and actions turns
This dream into a infernal reality.
Now the beast is awakened and ready
To take over your emotions
Trembling movements, cold sweat erupts,
Hallucinating visions, petrified actions, terrified.
This powerless sensation makes you feel even more wicked,
Leading you to a conscious madness and taking
You to a cruel despair.
You wish you’re dead and there’s no will to suffer.
This fear that you’ve created is the master
Of your emotions, your eyes are the mirror
Of your soul while the victimized personality possess
You and begs to the Gods for mercy.
You’re alone and scared surrounded by dark
And glowing gloomy eyes that want to eat your soul,
You loose control of your muscles and the excremental
Needs are no longer controlled.
You’re drowned in shit and gasping for air,
The blood in your veins pump and burst,
You feel your heart right beneath your throat.
The difficulties in controlling your breathing brings
Forth tears down your reddish eyes,
The mucous secretions are expelled from your nose
And ears along with drool that slips down your lips
And chin. Skin, flesh, veins, nerves,
Organs and bones begun to melt forming
A layer of organic mud.
Still you’re able to see the overwhelming beast
Called fear as the last image you get.
You’re squashed and your eyes pop!


7. NECROGEEK (THE DOCTOR'S DIARY)

(Instrumental)


8. REALM OF THE SOULLESS

Traveling deep down this abyss the realm of the underworld
Rises as a imponent kingdom where no hope dwells
And peace has been eternally forgotten.
As the spiritual condemnation splits the earthly convictions
This illusionary vortex grows inside our merciful thoughts
Descending the lifeless cliffs towards the gates of
The thousand abominations this sulphur landscapes reveals us
The throne of desolation.
Nine stages to die, the beginning of the plague
And the feast of souls will entertain the creatures
Of this cursed dominion.
The Suffering brings vivid memories of the unspeakable acts
Committed, now they are the victims and no one cares
About them. The Agony of all the victims penetrate
Their bestial hearts like ghosts of a recent past.
The chokes, drillings, cuts and screams shreds their
Once peaceful minds.
The Punishment brought after these years of multiple murders
Are gathered like poisoned arrows ready to inflict
The most atrocious of all the eviscerations.
The Torture begins, the deathgames used on the victims are
Now performed on them, soon agony shall turn to ecstasy
As their soul burns in the lake of fire.
The Pain caused by the sulphuric heat soon will soon
Cook the lost ones while the stench of burnt
Flesh creates gray clouds of bodyfat.
The Molestation starts by beating up their pink roosted
Flesh with lava torches and wipes made out
From sharp broken bones.
The Carnage, massacre of thousands
Glorifies this hellish atmosphere,
Praise the almighty punishers,
Creatures of our nightly fears.
The Crucifixion, last attempt to get salvation,
The remnants of their bodies are nailed with stonespikes
The last circle of thanatos, Sacrifice,
The ultimate redemption a step towards purification.
Dive into the river of genesis where
The flames will breed their new born souls.


9. RAPED BY A VIRGIN

His innocent look and behaviour quiet regular
For someone of his age, but he tends to disguise
His twisted and depraved ideas.
Restless nights wondering about the emotions and feelings
Of the first time. The fermentation of grizzly
And sordid acts, the violation of integrity,
The disrespect for another life, all of these thoughts,
Going around and around inside his head.
He can’t wait much longer, he feels ready to burst
And he turns into a psychopathic animal.
So he puts an add in the paper and waits
For the perfect answer, he wants it to be memorable
And time offered the perfect mate.
They met in his motel room and he strikes her in
The head tying her to the bed. Now he will carry his plan
Like he predicted. First he takes off her clothes
And with a bucket of boiling water
He disinfects the twatskin,
The nightsilence was broken by her agonising screams.
After the cleansing, her over cunt lips were pulled back,
A lighted candle drips wax into her guim, he did this
Repeatedly, to signify each year of her life.
Getting bored, he shoved balled up newspaper downsed
In petrol up her hole his lighter and set her on fire.
Burning cunt hole will be beyond repair.
The stench of burnt pubic hair infests
The shady room creating the kinky ambience
For this kind of ritual.
Now that unconsciousness takes over her fingernails
Are extracted and replaced by dead cockroaches where
Photos of everyone of these steps are taken.
The arms are opened with scissors and then closed
With pins leaving out the bones which are sucked with
So much pleasure and then nailed to her hands.
The legs are spread and his appetite makes him feel inhuman,
Like the first dish he starts with the clitoral consumtion,
The warm blood stains his face as the smell of it mixed
With the vaginal fluids tells him that
The time for penetration has come.
The first stroke awakes her and as she opens
Her eyes the sight of this sexivorous mongoloid
Makes her puke in his face.
With this rude reaction he slices her head,
While she takes her last breath, and at the same time
He grabs it, he cums into her mouth as she closes
Her eyes forever with this last memory.
Severing the head from the body,
He walks around the room with her head balanced on his dick!


10. NARCISSTIC SKINBLADE REFLECTION

One more cold night sharpening the blade of my axe thinking
About the wonderful visions that it gaves me,
For now it’s time to do it all over again because
My endless thirst for murder hit me again.
Going to the park with my machete covered, acting normal
To get someone’s attention, it works all the time,
These guys are so stupid I’ve just caught someone to chop
Into some steaks.
As I swing it his eyes become deadwhite,
The blade cuts his head bringing his senseless body down.
I start to mutilate his body in small chunks
As my victim’s blood on my face increases my anger!
To calm down I must see the my reflections on the blade
Just then I remember how goulish and handsome I am.
To clean up the blood from the blade I use my semen
And by this act I get excited because
I’m in love with myself.