1. VERDERF

Verderf - Walk into the mouth of madness
Verderf - Scrupulous, scandalous, a mirror to society
Verderf - Het Lam Gods is verdronken
Verderf - There is no hope for me


2. MANIACULT

A loyal dog or maniacal?
A cult filled with nothing but sorrow
For depression is empirical
The downfall of man
We all stand tall but our failure secretes
A stench ever so foul, revulsion from within as I see

Masses of mongrels are screaming
Common sense has been depleted
As you wait for a miracle
For a God that will never show

A global unrest, psychopathic at best

A fantasy or mere lunacy, a blanket of denial
And so we bleed in this theocracy, this retched apathy
A fantasy or mere lunacy, a blanket of denial
And so we breed in this demonocracy,
A mere cog in a pathetic shit show

I, a monolithic silver tongue will lead you to your death
I, a monolithic silver tongue will put sorrow to rest
Turn a blind eye bleeding, I know what you want best
To watch you crippled and broken
I, a monolithic silver tongue will lead you to your death
The final absolution from within

For none will question my actions
You're all too busy blaming each other
ManiaCult, an utopia forever more
Forever forsaken, the human waste secreted
The human farce reaches its apex

Masses of mongrels are screaming
Common sense has been depleted
As you wait for a miracle
For a God that will never fucking show

ManiaCult, a master of puppets unfolds

ManiaCult, nothing but walking feces
ManiaCult, behold the end of reason


3. IMPETUS ODI

Forever bound in acrimony
Enter the abattoir
Monument of hatred - collection of the bizarre
Impotent servant - deranged

Once a symbol, a misconstrued reality
Terror is prevalent, a mental cacophony
A mongrel once upon the cross

Institutional fascism spreading on a global scale
Like a virus it morphs and religiously it propagates
And corrupts, rots

Bleed for me - for I am your saviour
Bleed for me - forever you'll be forsaken
Kneel to me - for I am impetus odi
Bleed for me - from your suffering I'll savour

Institutional idiocy spreading on a global scale
Like a virus it morphs and religiously it propagates
And corrupts, rots

For we are impetus odi
As we further descend into hatred

Enter the abattoir
Monument of hatred - collection of the bizarre
Idiocy is prevalent, the onset of hatred

Misery rears its ugly head and further divides

A diabolical masquerade
We're all buffoons in this sordid play

Institutional fascism spreading on a global scale
Like a virus it morphs and religiously it propagates
And corrupts, rots

Bleed for me - for I am your saviour
Bleed for me - forever you'll be forsaken
Kneel to me - for I am impetus odi
Bleed for me - from your suffering I'll savour

Bleed for me - bleed for me - die for me - kneel to me

Incompetent mongrels leading a flock of overgrown children
Global massacre without cause or chance of redemption
With our infinite 'wisdom' we die for empty freedoms
Global absolution from the cancer that is human


4. PORTAL TO VACUITY

No solace in solitude, these retched forms
They consume me, control me
Pull me into vacuity

Emptiness I forever adore
Mere soulless worms, surrounding me
Utterly exhausting

A bottomless pit of maniacal inspiration
For the living care little for the dead
Social construct to keep the breathing consuming

As we march towards a certain bitter end
For the dead care little for the damned
Religious farce to keep the sheep in line, control

We see truth within lies
The comfort our own bias gives us
We see lies within truth
The bias our own comfort gives us

Never have I seen such decrepitude
These retched forms, consume me, control me
Am I even alive? Endless Desperation

A bottomless pit of maniacal inspiration
For the living care little for the dead
Social construct to keep the breathing consuming

As we march towards a certain bitter end
For the dead care little for the damned
Religious farce to keep the sheep in line, control

We see truth within lies
My sanity is revoked forever

Kill me – end me

There’s no solace in solitude,
there’s only madness surrounding me
Kill me – burn me
There’s not solace in silence, the corruption, it drains me

Never have I seen such decrepitude
These retched forms, consume me, control me
Am I even alive? Endless Desperation

Never have I seen such congregation
These corrupt forms, consume us, control us
Manipulative plot – the age of stupid

A forum for the insane
A forum for the inane

Emptiness I forever adore
Consuming me, surrounding me
Utterly disgusting


5. DEMENTOPHOBIA

If ignorance is bliss, can I embrace madness?
Depressive concoction, the purity of sadness

All of these faces, oh what a masquerade
These pristine faeces, insecure and soulless
Tumbling and fading, their interest fatigued
Oh all these faces, so empirical

Feast of abundance
A decrepit show
Enter the pit of Tartarus

Prelude to revulsion
A vile moment of truth
Sycophantic bile inducing vermin
To abuse

When the mad are king, only the callous remain
The status quo, the ingenuity of hell

All of these faces, oh what a masquerade
These pristine faeces, insecure and soulless
Tumbling and fading, their interest fatigued
Oh all these faces, so metaphorical

Embrace lunacy
Embrace lunacy
Embrace lunacy
The fall of the hammer, you’re no longer obtuse

Embrace lunacy
An alternate reality, romanticised infernally
Embrace lunacy
Dementophobia, a mirror to your own fate

A gluttonous feast of decadence
With little tin foil hats we gladly dance
A flame divine, watch the world plunge into decay

Sun will never rise again
Should have gotten that fucking tan


6. A VULGAR QUAGMIRE

A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed
A lovely stew so ambiguous
A dirty glory hole of methane
Delicious foie gas can be excavated
Bereft from the ass from whence it was created

Return to Faecal Forgery
Misplaced degout, from this malodorousretched ragout
A mistress, foul, ripped from ass to mouth – chum gravy

Poetic movements, I’m bathing
Sweet chocolate mass so soothing,
No longer an impediment, merely ‘liberating’, its crazy
Incarnadine, erupting into chyme and decay

A vulgar state of mind is mine – so demented
A legacy of crud unseen and foretold, my banquet

Sifting through decrepitude,
a glorious treasure hunt befalls me
Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
Unable to withhold pleasure from treats,
This demented banquet becomes an unholy feast
A vulgar quagmire

The noble equation, that leads to questioning the ‘mousse’
Conceals the deflagration, Poop = poop
Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast

A scent so virulent, necrotic and decayed
A lovely stew so ambiguous
A dirty glory hole of methane

Mephitic mess, a glorious blast
Unable to withhold pleasure from treats,
This hidden blessing becomes an unholy feast


7. VERBOLGEN

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8. CEREMONIAL INEPTITUDE

My lucid dreams to conquer, so everlasting
Puppeteering the damned can be oh so exhausting
Monarch of oblivion, through panic and dismay
On the weak and the feeble minded I prey

Theocracy, theories
The bridges to reality are burning
Clarity or lunacy
The bridges to reality are burning

Ceremonial Ineptitude
Rampant eloquent carnage
I veraciously spew
For I’m a psychopath, a sycophant

Bow forever your burning idols
Spread your legs and take the beating
Beg eternal your hope is fleeting
Pathetic mass, steering straight into hell

Theocracy, theories
The bridges to reality are burning
Clarity or lunacy
The bridges to reality are burning

Kill – your decadent savior
Obey – for I am truth embodied
Kill – your idolaters
Pray – for I am salvation in lies

Kill – your decadent savior
Obey – for I am truth embodied
Kill – your idolaters
Pray – for I am salvation in disguise

A myriad of theories never ending
A plot twist so insane it is ‘divine’
A mere concoction of bullshit
For we are inept to see reality
And make up our own minds

Alternative facts forever bending
A plot twist predictable and asinine
Swallow your turd, dangling like curds
Misery we deserve as we swallow with pride


9. DRAG ME TO HELL

Repugnant and malevolent
A curse ever so rotten
Seeping through the cracks of reality
Hellion of the damned
Drag me to hell

An unholy bond is forged
By the taking of a token
Your existence is forlorn
A pawn in a demonic play
Upon your soul we prey

Selfish, apathetic, in denial
A mere conduit for greed
When its time to pay the bill
Panic sets in, no morals, no truth, just self absorption

Drag me to hell and leave my empty shell - forgotten
Demonic stampede - breaking down reality
Drag me down to hell
Demonic stampede - through terror and misery

A curse for the corrupt and immoral
An unholy bond is forged
By the taking of a token
Your existence is forlorn
A pawn in a demonic play
Upon your soul we prey

Drag me to hell!
Cleanse out the rotten, the retched, decay

Drag me down to hell
Pristine, philistine, regardless of the role I've taken
Drag me down to hell
Cursed forever
Drag me down to hell
Pristine, philistine, regardless of the blame I've chosen
Drag me down to hell
Cursed forever

And so the wicked slither their way to power
With lustful ignorance digging their grave into the eternal

By default, no remorse, this pitiful circle breeds
No mystery, no shame, until they start to bleed
For there will be no tomorrow

A curse for the corrupt and immoral
An unholy bond is forged
By the taking of a token
Your miserable existence is forlorn
A pawn in a demonic play
Upon your soul we prey

Selfish, apathetic, in denial
A mere conduit for greed
When its time to pay the bill
Panic sets in, no morals, no truth, just self absorption


10. GROTESQUE

Some might call me a fartiste
The master of the brew, my rectal love goo
Behind a shitstained curtain, true love never so pungent
Mastery of flesh and carnal decadence
Mephitic, septic, a true delicatesse

Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d’œuvre

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal,
yet treats for me come from the brown canal

Serve – the porcelain dominator
Serve – the eternal turd masticator

Another round lodged in the chamber
One on deck volcanic in anger

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal,
yet treats for me come from the brown canal

Serve – the porcelain dominator
Serve – the eternal turdmasticator

Colour me grotesque – an appetiser in degout

These shallow halls for me are anything but everlasting
A burrito bowl the onset of a plat de resistance so charming

Proctological Stew – Putrefying this mortal brew

Jalapeño disaster - awaken the master blaster
Digestive prolapse, the colon in shambles
Horrific and grotesque

Heaving with chunks, I’m such a dirty hunk

Serve – the porcelain dominator
Serve – the eternal turd masticator

Gauging my precious hors-turd
Masterfully catered as a shit filled chef d’œuvre
Obsidian and obscene, my love juice retracts for all to see

Separating shit from fart, my culinary skills are true art
Some might call it banal,
Yet treats for me come from the brown canal
For I am obscene


11. I PREDILETTI: THE FOLLY OF GODS

Forever mesmerized by the terror of my creation
The horror - scope of this acute desolation
Do they merely beckon for oblivion?
Prayers muted wither, decadent and disabled
Prey eternal, the chosen bear displaced
Their lives heaving in disgrace

Sycophantic race – without a face

Forever perturbed by the abuse and despair
A realization of inept failure
Do they merely beckon for extinction?
Pray to dying receptors, a perfect paradox

I Prediletti: the folly of the gods

Tremors – holy wars – the de-creation
Staring at the gaping hole that shatters the earth

For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish incoherent needs

Kneel for me – the herald of decay
This final absolution is all that awaits

For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs

Peering into the abyss
Ungrateful cretins continue to digress
Spreading division, hatred and horror
Displayed in terror-vision

Division – the folly of man
There is no absolution
Shame – the folly of man
There is no retribution

For none can stop this inevitable decimation
A certain goal fated by apathy and derision
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs

For none can stop this inevitable termination
A certain goal fated by bigotry and ignorance
For the chosen have fallen
Waltzing to the beat of selfish needs

Prey eternal, oh how the chosen have fallen
Prey eternal