HAEMORRHAGE

1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. SLAVED TO DISMEMBER

I never will confess you the disgusting things I did
Obnoxious dissections postmortem carnal sins...
Sick forensic duties left some sequels in my mind
A sickening addiction... Unquenchable urge to grind

Frenzied autopsies... Heaps of gore
Tearing out organs, skin and bones
To rip, deface and mutilate
Grotesque obsession... "I have to dismember them"

Putrescent atmosphere where I worked night and day
Inhaling the effluvium of the decomposed remains
Medical perversions, brutal surgery on the dead
The sight of the corpses unleash madness in my head

Frenzied autopsies... Heaps of gore
Tearing out organs, skin and bones
To rip, deface and mutilate
Grotesque obsession... "I have to dismember them"

You know I'm slaved to dismember
You know I'm slaved to dismember

Feverishly I hack
Your hook-pierced torso
Torn apart with hate

Grimly I excise the entrails
>From the stabbed abdomen
Severed remains...
Let me tear this corpse apart...

I mince up your limbs
With psychotic excitements
I gloat on the gore
Munching body fragments
-Solo-
You know I'm slaved to dismember
You know I'm slaved to dismember...
...to dismember!


3. PSYCHOTIC DELIRIUM

Ultraviolent psychopath - affective disorder
Misanthropic - "I'm dead to the world"
Forensic informs reveal necrophilic habits
Raped, devoured and humiliated and then left to rot

Scalpeled, and torn... Ritual mutilation
Altering my mind with the stench of putrefaction

Homcidal lunacy Schizophrenic carnage
"Slaughtering was only a part of my work...
Evil voices in my head induced me to hack them.
I devoured their foul remains as they decompose"

Scalpeled, and torn... Ritual mutilation
Altering my mind with the stench of putrefaction

The stench of rot

Nauseating visions of that dark autopsy room
Where the rotten bodies were dismemebered and consumed
Smel the odour... On the cold remains I rave
Hallucinations... See the corpse rising from their graves

...Psychotic delirium
...It's haunting again

Narcoleptic consciousness sickness dementia
Medication overdose blurs my brain
The pathethic reality of the insane asylum
I can smell that foul stench-nightmare starts again

Scalpeled, and torn... Ritual mutilation
Disturbing my mind with the stench of putrefaction

The stench of rot...


4. DEFORMED (GRAVE COVER)

Wired by the smell of death
As your end is drawing near

He make yo cry he make you bleed
But you feel no fucking fear God won't wake you from your sleepbanished from life
The stinking air
Drastic suffering,
You are deformeddeformedyour screams fill the stinking air
Painful death is waiting yougod won't wake you from your sleepbanished from life
The stinking air
Drastic suffering,
You are deformedrevolting face
Putrid remains
One eye left,
Bloody handsbanished from life
The stinking air
Drastic suffering,
You are deformed...


5. IN THE NAME OF SANITY

Far beyond the bounds of the medical profession
Where lunatic inmates are the victims of the sane
When illness is health, medicine becomes perversion
Emotions distorted by the therapy of pain

Medical debauchment
In the name of sanity

Methods of torture and psychiatric humiliation
Humans considered specimens to dissect
Cruel lobotomy - surgery without sedation
Medical failures in their sick experiments

Medical debauchment
In the name of sanity

Tyrants of pathology... Massive mutilation
Clinical atrocities... Exirpation of the sick

...mental wounds inflicted with scorn
...you shall bleed to sanity

Bear the electroshock
Brain dissection undergone
Slice the bloodied scalp
Cerebelum torn apart
Lacerated brain lobes
Crushed with my latex gloves
Human guinea pig
Convulsin in agony

...mental wounds inflicted with scorn
...you shall bleed to sanity


IMPALED

6. SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST

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7. DERANGED

By minacious wards detained
Fuliginous lazaretto
A mephitis contained
In epinosic ghettos

By bonds, incommoded on the palodal floor
Fungal growths' spores permeate pleura
Bronchia inflamed and infection of the jugular
Dyspnea

Trachomal conjunctivitis
Hallucinatory
Suffering colitis
Dyschezia leaves me deranged

Bacterial meningitis
From unhygienic conditions
Microbes gorge on dura mater
Distorting my encephalon

Sequestered in the pitch
Given pause to ruminate
Obsessing on my malefactors
Festering unbridled hate

Empowering the id
Homicidal rage
Conjugation in my head
Necro-neural rampage

Confinement sought as psychological panacea
Malpractical solution, a Hippocratic crime
Bed sores nourish a querulous nature
And from the onset of hebephrenia, I'm deranged


8. THE PATIENTS ARE REVOLTING

Accorded to general population
Delusional psychosis, my sickness
Rallying a schizophrenic aggregation
Stoking the fires of madness
Death for the doctors... we'll execute
Victims of aesculapian abuse
Death dealing proctors... final judgement
Malicious dissent

Misfiring nodes of Ranvier are pulsing
Dendrites and axons cause afebrile convulsing

Egress secured in a time of ennui
Our charges detained with surgical tape
Nurses and orderlies regret apathy
Their perseity systematically raped
The sick are in charge... our will resolute
A grand hecatomb is not in dispute
The sickness discharged... a sane ascent
Sovereignty claimed with corpora rent

We are the walking dead
Our sanity is bled
Treatments so insulting
The patients are revolting

Metatarsals and tibia are cleaved by hobbling
Contusions and avascular necrosis cause throbbing
Phalanges are expelled from the appendicular
Neurogenic shock, a feeling so peculiar

Cranial bludgeoning
Coronal suture I pry
Cerebral haemorrhaging
You will die

Trachea implode, causatum of external pressure
Vitriolic strength from ire beyond measure
Vascular systems beset with oxidosis to accrue
Hematemesis, a sanguinary spew

Fouling the bedlam
Madmen are skulking
Ensanguined and lousy
Revolting

Our quarters furnished with chartreuse cadavers
Accessories whose ends we've meted out
Their final words, a mucoid lather
Their final breaths, petered out
Physicians are next... we are quite vexed
Our protest is given murderous context
Physicians we'll wreck... we'll break their necks
Under my ascendancy as Dementia Rex

We are the walking dead
Our sanity is bled
Treatments so insulting
The patients are revolting


9. PSYCHO-SURGERY

Mongoloid myrmidons gather up the senior staff
Inept neurologists and psychiatric riff-raff
Inhumane treatment and resultant injury
Retributed as we perfom psycho-surgery

Governors of bedlam
Your skulls we will trepan
Intentional dysesthesia
You'll get no anaesthesia

Speculums applied to their maws, pastille dumped therein
Prozac and Xanax are used to sap psyche within
Blunt force trauma is induced to quell any objections
The doctors will be heeled in our therapeutic sessions

Ozone emits as primers are pumped
Interrupted galvanism
Current unleashed as safeties are trumped
Tongues guillotined by mandibles jumped
Induced faradism
Post-glossectomy, their speech is stumped

Drilling cranium
Digging for claustrum
Reveal cerebrum
Thalamus is sliced
Frontal lobe is diced
A straightjacket's sized
You're lobotomized

Governors of bedlam
We've cracked your brain pan
Churlish minds now euphoric
From therapy so barbaric

Prefrontal leukotomy
Squelching neural storms
Ignorant bliss and apathy
Once we have performed psycho-surgery


10. BEDLAM

Vested in dementopia, government by lunatic
Vestiges of hysteria in a legal system so sick
A sovereign sanatorium, the policy of rule is insane
Where moral restraints are overrun, Dementia Rex is to blame

An ataxic coup is growing nascent
Amok motivations are ingravescent

Doctors deposed and jugulated in our white house of padded cages
Our politico self-mandated, but psychosis will increase in stages
Lacking the nourishment of maternity, we deemed ourselves brothers
But found no solace in fraternity as the mad drew blood from each other

Mansuete masses, the first to expire
In a congerie of faeces, a visage is mired
De-calcified ossuaries to break
Waifen, flesh bags left cold and prostrate
Dominance asserted with fisticuffs
With shattered dentine, a countenance is stuffed
Indoctrinated to pugilist acts
A riot of two thousand maniacs

The guts strewn from patulous torsos
Our corpus juris in its final death throes

Stewardship, icarian
From unrestrained sadism
A society undone
It's a bloody bedlam
Our hamartia's spun
When scum is killing scum
Thirsting for carrion
It's a fucking bedlam

No hope for mad minds, no hope for mankind

Decerebration will clear their heads
Total diaschisis will leave them for dead

A masochistic population makes an abbatoir of the asylum
No control over desquamation, Dementia Rex a panjandrum
Suffering echopraxia as our late doctors' butchery is imitated
Internecine bouts prove dour as my kingdom is extirpated

A charnel house where bloodlust doth reign
Extremities snapped and craniums brained
A gallimaufry of prone brethren
Organs excised and ordure placed therein
From a praetorian psyches devolution
An arterial spray, the fruits of revolution
With grumous gore, the halls are replete
As cardial pulses surcease their beats

Stewardship, icarian
From unrestrained sadism
A society undone
It's a bloody bedlam
Our hamartia's spun
When scum is killing scum
Thirsting for carrion
It's a fucking bedlam


11. SURGIKILL

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12. HELGA LOST HER HEAD (REPULSION COVER)

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