1. HEARTWORK

Works of art, painted black
Magniloquent, bleeding dark
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Food for thought, so prolific
In contrasting shades, forcely fed
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

A canvas to paint, to degenerate
Dark reflections - degeneration
A canvas to paint, to denigrate
Dark reflections, of dark foul light

Profound, aesthetic beauty
Or shaded, sensary corruption
Perceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroring
In deft taints, diluted, tinted
Spelt out, in impaired colour
Denigrating, going to paints to pain - not a pretty picture

Works of heart bleeding dark
Black, magniloquent art
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Prolific food for thought
Contrasting, fed with force
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

Bleeding works of art
Seething work so dark
Seering words from the heart


2. INCARNATED SOLVENT ABUSE

If visible identification is not possible,
The pathologist may be able to take
Fingerprints from the body until decay sets in...
Things become more complicated?

Intenacious, intersecting
Reaving fats from corporal griskin
Culled...for sodden gelatine brayed
Skeletal groats triturated, desinently
Exsiccated, sere glutenate brewed
For frivolous solvent abuse...

Derogate coarse remains
For glue to dry
Despoiled marrow razed

...A truculent shambles so severe...

Extravated bone - as adhesive incarnate
A pellucid quietus - nocuosly I create

Corporal glue, breathe in the fumes
Mucilage vapours, toxic fumes to savour

Comminuted remains
As gum to dry
A lissom gel so glazed

...A truculent shambolic affair...

The exsanguine esprit - shorted as snuff
Rheumic oils forever - bonded together as gum

Human glue, choke on the fumes
Noxious vapours, slaughterous labour...


3. SWARMING VULGAR MASS OF INFECTED VIRULENCY

Festering scabs, papillae and pores
Hardened carbuncles, spots and cold sores...

Pick at the scab - septic blood starts to weep
Rip at my face - ruptured growths start to seep

Blackhead and boils, pustular cysts
Chapped commodones, perspiring zits...

Pierce the blane - infected tissue starts to bleed
Diseased and plagued - tumours chew and feed...

...On ulcerated flesh...
...On facial mess...
...On blooming sores...
...On blistering warts...

Squeeze out the blood, the pus I extract
A rancid cocktail, steaming and black
Infested skin, bubbles and bursts
Hackne vulgaris, spluttering pus...

...The swarming mass...
...With acid I attack...
...With razors I hack...
...Bubos, bulging and black...

Squeeze out the blood, the pus I extract
A rancid cocktail, steaming and black
Bursting canker, clustered bullae
Pimples and bones eat me alive...

Gnawing, curdling, swarming flesh
Bubbling, seething, disgusting mess
Smarting, abrased purple and raw
Pustular, vulgar pimples and sores...

The juice is squeezed
Sebum bleeds
Lick the pox
Weals and warts...

Festering face
Decrepit and plagued...


4. GENITAL GRINDER

(Instrumental)


5. BURIED DREAMS

Welcome, to a world of hate
A life of buried dreams
Smothered, by the soils of fate
Welcome, to a world of pain
Bitterness your only wealth
The sand of time kicked in your face
Rubbed in your face

When aspirations are squashed
When life's chances are lost
When all hope is gone
When expectations are quashed
When self esteem is lost
When ambition is mourned
...All you need is hate

In futility, for self preservation
We all need someone
Someone to hate


6. KEEP ON ROTTING IN THE FREE WORLD

The threads of global fabric are united,
The role of the western free world is in decline,
Still free to consume, free to breathe,
Free to exist, free to dream, your life of dreams,

Keep on rotting, keep on rotting, keep on hoping, dreaming, one day maybe,
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, whilst in the real world you...

Consumer or consumed, your life is cheap,
Economic salvation in sweatshops returned from the east,
Despair the only quality of strife,
A reason for existence if you can afford the price,
If your price is right,

Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming, one day maybe,
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming,
Whilst in the real world you...
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming, one day maybe,
Keep on rotting, keep on hoping, keep on dreaming,
Whilst in the real world you...
...Rot!!!


7. PEDIGREE BUTCHERY

Oh my God! What are these?
You can hear people puking...
They're dog meat!.?

In caustic butchery I parent my dominion
In the food chain I create the missing link
Cold temerity confects this splintered for age
Infantile corruption taken to the brink...

Making hash of the spumous crubescent
All natural compassion removed
The newly fully developed boiled as sprouted fodder
Martilinear murder - cordon bleu

As salubrious pet food
Human midden is consumed...

Not one to mince my words
But now I love to see those siblings churned
In tins they are reared

Ghastly I slake
Bestial appetites to sate
As flesh and steel I mate
To fill the lower species' plate...

Desparental, primparal goods oozing
The bawling, squabbling denied the suckling teat
Sentient bloodletting sprains the sporulate
Makes a choice chimerical treat...

Rheological, twisted nursery chymes
The fluxing of the defleshed
Paedophilosophical, carnage knowledge
As the illegitimeat to the domesticated is fed

So as you breed
They will bleed...

Contumely calorie count
Ebullient death toll mounts
Higher and higher...

Despumation the midden, the desipient I segment
Pertaining vitality, their dispatch I cement
Served out for minion in their feeding trough...


8. PYOSISIFIED (ROTTEN TO THE GORE)

The lingering scirrhus begins to harden
As the insides fall prey to putrefaction
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp
As your mind is torn by encephalitis

Your cavities rot with ulcers
Your infected inflammations torn
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay
You're infernally rotten to the gore

Juices digested from each pus swollen pore
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
Than a bowlful of chyme
Maggot-infested kidneys
Are what I choose every time

The smell of plaguing infection
Is nauseatingly emetic
Prolonged spumescence of stale pus
Stinks like hot, putrid, vomit

Your body is indurate
The insides are black as tar
Your innards gnawed by septic hate
Now a mass of empyaema

Your blood is caked
Dried and inconsistent
Your bloody rotten gore
Is now vitrescent


9. CORPORAL JIGSORE QUANDARY

"Identifying the bodies which are decomposed,
Dismembered, skeletonised pose very serious
Problems. We've had many cases in this
Department where a body has been found
In pieces, or decomposed, and we've been
Able to put things together. Yes, the head,
The upper part of the body,
In a very badly decomposed state..."

Excised and anatomised, deviscerated disarray
The torso diverged with pride
Deftly amputated, evulsed limbs now defunct
The trunk imbrued, tatty stumps used as lugs
For a chondrin puzzle so quaint
Head and body decollate
A heaving mass so quiescent...

Scattered and scrambled, your teasement grows
A bloody caricature to make whole
A squirming grisly jigsaw, detrital fragments fit so snug
That missing piece will leave you stumped
Totally desassembled, nicely sliced and diced
A cold mannequin once resembled
Real cranium teaser, carved from flesh and bone
So mystifying...

Battered and diffused, with placating blows
A human jigsaw to make whole
A sequacious pattern which once fitted so snug
Joining together each dubious lump
Ravaged disassembly, neatly cubed and diced
A cold mannequin reassembled
Astute brain teaser, incorporate flesh and bone
So mortifying...

An incessant game - methodically made
With each cumulative piecing - of commensated meat...

Bi-manual reconstruction, eldritch problem complete
A convented effigy
A pathological toy, each chunk rigorously
Inter mortis locking, as you pathogenically rot
Such a perplexing task
To fit the remains in the casket
Uliginous mess so quiescent...

An incessant game - methodically made
With each cumulative piece - of commensated meat...


10. EXHUME TO CONFUME

Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...

I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...

Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)

Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
To consume...

Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...

Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw

Desecrate...
Precipitate... (from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...

Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)

Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
Freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
Human flesh to consume...


11. NO LOVE LOST

Sensual awakening
Numbing feeling's dead
Conception's romanticised
Synthesized broken heart's to bled

Without emotion you heartstring's played
Strummed and severed to the tune of a tragic serenade
(A tragic chorus)
Without emotion, your heartstrings break
Snapped and severed to the tune of a tragic, sad cliche

No love lost
When all is said and done
There's no love lost

The low cost of loving
Amorous travesty
Human frailties and weakness are easy prey
How your poor heart will bleed


12. POLARIZED

Don't want your number
Don't want your name
Don't want your colour...
Don't want your politics
Don't want your cause
Don't believe what you believe
Don't want to wear your emblem
Don't want your cult or sect
Don't want your faith
Don't want your respect
Don't want your love
Don't want your praise
Don't want your stupid fashion
Don't want your phase

Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear?
Your beliefs, polarized
I just don't care for what you care

I just don't care for what you care

Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear?
Your beliefs, polarized
I just don't care for what you care

Don't want your number
Don't want your name
Don't want your colour...
Don't want your politics
Don't want your cause
Don't believe what you believe
Don't want to wear your emblem
Don't want your cult or sect
Don't want your faith
Don't want your respect
Don't want your love
Don't want your praise
Don't want your stupid fashion
Don't want your phase

Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear?
Your beliefs, polarized
I just don't care for what you care

Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear?
Your beliefs, polarized
I just don't care