Infamy (USA-1) : Count the Dead

Death Grind / Etats-Unis
(1995 - Burning Vengence Productions)
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1. INFAMOUS TO THE CORE

We are Infamy
Grind and tyranny
Feel your body bleed
Release the demon seed
You will hear the force
As we wreck the entire world
Spreading like a plague
Is how we cast our curse

Preachers from the other side
Are sent to us to criticize
But we weill give a tase of pain
With grind and death and tyranny

All our lives we've wanted
To rage and grind for blood
Now you'll live your life under
The barrel of our gun

With wicked tales of sinistry
And thoughts of the worlds worst
We'll ravage all humanity
And quench our dying thirst

Fill our hearts with vengeance
And we'll fill your's with pain
Show us all your honor
And we'll show you the same

We are Infamy, grind for the world to see
Raised in anarchy, grown in diplomacy
Is this just a thought ?
Or do you think we'll rot
Or live in alchemy
Or fullfil our destiny


2. FRANTIC MUTILATION

Frantic Mutilation
Know just what to do
Got a sharp machete
Want to use it too - bent on killing you
Pissed - going off
Slashing necks, heads fall off
Ripping balls, slicing flesh
Breaking bnones on carcasses

Lying on the ground
My victim bleeds and bleeds
Begging for my mercy
I do not intercede
With a vengeance
I have an urge to kill
Bloody torment
And your life's no more
Abomination in disguise
Blood is falling in our eyes, right now

Amputation of the limbs
Tangled tendons and rotten skin
Psycho killing in a daze
Never gonna change our ways
Frantic Mutilation
In a crazy stage
Swinging like a madman
Kill for days and days
Chopping up our victims
In a vicious way
Brutal strangulation
Will always make my day


3. COUNT THE DEAD

Count the dead,, see their souls rise high
Smell the stench, of the blood in the sky

We commit to taking lives
And we try to save our minds

Count the dead, and hear the wounded cry
Devil winds, hear their crying fly

Dig the grave, watch the demons rise
Erupted earth, many more will die

So count the dead, the burning in your eyes
Ignore the stench, and watch the spirits fly high above
All the lives we have neglected on
Now are mine, their spirits all have gone
Take their souls, and their lives away
Count the dead
Let the vultures prey
Kill some more
When victims come our way
Homicide - gonna take a life
Victims try to run and hide

Slaughtered people lying on the ground
And there's nothing we can do
But drink the blood, in the howling wind
Under the light of the moon

Innocenet people lying dead
And we're glad we've done the deed
As been told in prophecies
Their souls will reach the sky


4. MANGLED UTERAN EXCREMENT

Torn and bruised, lifelong abuse will take it's toll
She will learn, not to use it as an excuse
Ripping the inner walls of the uterus
Memories of blood and pain
And thoughts of pus are drifting
Ferocious pain, drain it all or go insane
Sanity, a victim of humanity
By using drugs, to heal the pain-It does not work
So cleanse your mind, and free your soul
One more time again
Pain and drugs they do not mix
When your need to have your fix

Plunging uncontrollably, want the fetus out
Scraping the walls savagely
To get the unborn out
With gouging thrusts of gluttony
Your water bursts all out
Blood and guts and fetal birth
Excrements fly out
You will pay for what you have done
Now you must speak to a nun

Ripping the walls viciously, you scrape it more and more
Hiding your pain rapidly, you're ready for some more
Chunks of your vaginal tract, now are falling out
You scream in pain savagely,
And rupture your cervixal spout
Placenta spilling all around
There's so much we may all drown
Pools of blood and gore, the price for being a whore
Secrations on her inner thighs, juices spilling forth
A bloody way to die, and end your life on Earth
Now you know your uterus is gone
And it's lying on the lawn


5. GRAVESIDE BLODDFEAST

We'll rise from the grave
To rip them, rip them and slip away
Slaughter all innocent life forms
Shred them all day by day
Carry out the brutal torture
Of people who will die in pain
Rise in the dead of the night
And feast on all our prey

Suffer - live in terror, burning - deep within me
Gather the weak and the useless
We strip their souls away
Corpses lying fermenting, in the light of day
Bodies exert maggots, in their soggy graves

Exhumed bodies rising, we rip their flesh away
Rotting stenchy bodies, graveside bloodfeast

Torture to get them in me
Entering your coffin, at an early age
Sinking your casket, deep down in it's grave
Burning the alter, where you all go to pray
We;re onto more feasting, cause this is our way
Now there's nothing left, we've burnt... it all away
Preserve the hordes of maggots
Entombed in their morbid graves... Dead !!!
Senseless onslaught, bodies lie decayed
We bury cadavers, in their rotten graves
Scoured in maggots, is how you'll end your days

Enter your coffin in a putrid stage
Sleep in the casket, while we sink it in the grave
Reviving the conquest, where we have shed the blood
Another world of darkness
Is where the dead have gone
We'll rise from the grave to rip them, rip them and slip away

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