1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. VOMIT TO DEATH

A spiritual repugnance
Invades his inner thoughts
Humans betraying humans
No people left to trust

His eyes are invaded with horror
When he sees his own world
Saturated of pain and fear

Vomit his own being
The floor is full with blood
Vomit his own being
Acids expeled from the mouth

Vomit his own being
Vomit his own being

Taciturn and inert
Lack of human emotions
Trying to explain
The human´s behaviour

Always competing
Wishing superiority
Senseless existence
Walking pieces of shit

Walking pieces of shit

Human race has come to an end
Destroying itself

Destroying itself

Makes me vomit to death
Makes me vomit
Makes me vomit to death

Taciturn and inert
Lack of human emotions
Trying to explain
The human´s behaviour

Destroying itself

Makes me vomit to death

Destroying itself

Makes me vomit to death
Makes me vomit to death


3. BLOOD RETRIBUTION

Every day I see your faces
Every day I stand your lifes
Keeping myself of mutilation
Keeping myself of killing you all

Hate is growing deep in me
I can´t hold it any longer
Be prepared, await retribution
Expect the most painful death

Run you fuckers taste my hate
Fear the sharpness of my axe
You provoke the rage
Now you´ve got to pay

Finally you stop to run
Looking me, expecting for mercy
Keep quiet my love
This is gonna hurt a lot

Her eyes await my next move
From fear to madness
Her mind begins to break
Sanity lost forever

Hack hack her cunt
Goodbye to carnal pleasures
Feminity taken away
Nature Corruption

I smash your legs, they seem useless
Now I jump in your stomach
Keep patient honey
This is far from ending

I kick your head
Hearing how it breaks
I kick your head
Hearing how it breaks

Be sorry
Regret your life
Be sorry
Regret your life


4. DISMEMBER ALIVE

Numb but awaken I am
In this devil´s hole
Trying to escape with no results
From this torture
God only knows what´s to come
The worst nightmare never dreamed
Help me someone
The amputation has begun

Rusty saws, unsharpened knifes*
Medical equipment
Human torsos on the wall
Remains of previous victims

The preamble ends
Wishing a quick death to come

Wishing a quick death to come

Choping my feet
To be sure I can´t escape
Crushing my knees
A pain never explored before
Breaking my legs
Hope I don´t survive this hell
Half of the work is done

Eyes closed
Blood pumping
Goose flesh
Muscles contracted
Nerves reacting
Anatomy horror

Rusty saws, unsharpened knifes*
Medical equipment
Human torsos on the wall
Brothers of previous tortures

Dismemberment resumes
Death is taking too long

Twisting my hands
Blood splatters all the room
Fractured elbows
A pain never explored before
Breaking my arms
Hope I don´t survive this hell
I am human no more

Pricking my eyes
Feeling the hemorrhage inside
Cuting my ears
Senses vanishing from my brain
Removing my head
Death has finally arrived
Only a torso is left from me


5. BEHOLD THE ART OF GORE

The art of transforming the flesh
Into a mere color
Craftsmanship of pure beauty
From the nothingness of existence
He who dwells between few colors
For the mind black and white
For the soul rotten green
For the fury bloody red

For the mind...
For the soul...
For the fury...
For the gore...

Behold the love
Behold the gore

First work of art they see, "The Scent"
A child boiled alive
Second manifestation, "Reborn in Carnage"
Blood splattered so much,
Rough around the edges
So hard to severe a head
Think fast, an easy solution
Bonesaw amputation

Blood splattered so much
Blood splattered so much

Behold the killing
Behold the Art of Gore
Behold the passion
Behold the Art of Gore

Our art!

All the masterpieces nailed on the wall
Such high expectations are hold
Such a lack of morality, such an obscene sight
Oh god! In this day and age
Our art is going to be set free in the world
Our art wont ever be forgotten
Repulsion forever carved on their lives


6. THE SYCTHE MADMAN

Reclution since birth
Inexistence of feelings
Nightmares in daylight
Inevitable insanity
Misanthropic thought
Animal behaviour
Lack of morals
Monster in an human form

The scythe madman
The scythe madman

He is in the street, looking for signs of life
Waiting in the dark, staring at night
Longing for death, people decapitate
Drink from they blood, eat of its meat

Run from the blade
Of the scythe madman
Let be your life
His prime desire

You got caught
By his eyes
Bend to the blade
Of the scythe madman

The scythe madman
The scythe madman

The scythe madman

Human heads are his trophy
Childs and womens best

Pregnants, first price
The lady is for starter
The baby is for dessert

Run from the blade
Of the scythe madman
Let be your life
His prime desire

You got caught
By his eyes
Bend to the blade
Of the scythe madman

The scythe madman
The scythe madman