Infester (USA-1) : To the Depths... in Degradation

Death Metal / USA
(1994 - Moribund Records)
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1. TO THE DEPTHS (IN DEGRADATION)

We lay decumbant
Under the horns of the cresent moon...
Destined to degust omnipotence
We naturally incubate
Slowly covering in crust...
And migrate into morpheus dimensions

A reunion for the deceased to achieve universal knowledge...
Seeking a destination of desolation
Far beyond the tormentor...
Forms out of fog, a permanent dusk

The night in which the myths are to be acknowledged...
If not so, dismemberment in return...
Embrace what destiny reveals, but you'll fall...
Thoughts of my agonies go back to when life was not entered

No one shall miss the secretions from your marrow...
Drenched in accumualated impurities, I would not let this
Slip by
An entity takes over your body, it is the keeper, guider...
Trust your mentor to the deep...
Your mind will wander as presentiments of your death
Peak to a state of confusion


2. CHAMBER OF REUNION

Room of reunion... Join with the departed
Souls trapped in a timeless sanctuary of darkness
... Witness the secret places which shall not be precieved by man
Talisman strung in remebrance of the dead
Resurrect visions kept in capsules of existence
Perception enhanced by smoke and hypnosis
Subconcious prayers for entreaty
... Come to call, reappear in form!
Transcending through the boundaries of ancient knowledge
... Notice the trancient beings
Which thrive on your fear
Their meager existence I have already experienced
... Moving closer to the core
I engulf in luminescence
Aquired from this cerulean consumption
The resting place of emptiness...
Where blackness robs the spirit
Chamber of reunion
... I may not return to this chamber
From the blood, we are born of sadness...
But thy celestial spirits are breathed into me
So I may never know


3. BRADED INTO PALSY

Licking and taunting naked flesh
Repulsive ebony skin
Now destroy this bastard...
Sword to the neck...
Cast in blood
... Fingering the feces from the anus...
Braded into palsy
Tedious chopping... Tedious chopping
Opening the stomach wall
Searching for cancerous sores
I love violating her ass
And drowning in oceans of diarrhea
Fingering the feces from her ass
... Grubbing on the unholy bag
Braded into palsy


4. EPICUREAN ENTRAILS

The sword in hand's not yet to be in the ground...
For at the darkest hour, a man may cry out

Seven tormenting spirits
To be breathed into him...

The black abominations of elusive kinds
Heads hung in death... Spilling blood for their dead
Incinerate the soul to die temporarily..
Betrayed torture for a life of recovery
Now I begin the quest I was born for...
Ridding the world of those pigmented abortion babies

Fetal infections transplants the foul wastes...
Lift the eyelids to inject this antidote... Only to...
Live though a slow and painful demise
Reason from the corroded arteries
Seeps from the bubbling skin...
This vagina is a thing to be tortured...
Rat droppings enclose the orifice

Seven tormenting spirits
To be breathed into him

God's purist creatures I've hung and eaten...
To reproduce their meat. Alive

... We rejoiced for a ceremonial reunion
Where we'll eat and feast on an array of our departed's entrails

Grant me the delight of necrofucking
My departed followers... They were my companions to the traveling...
I am taken to the deepest corners of the earth...
Spare us when Thee will rise to the earth


5. A VISCIDY SLIPPERY SECRETION

A devious affliction of pain...
Mutilated beyond belief, no hope for resurrection
There shall be no polluting of blood, our enemies are low animals
Program to burn their offspring
Lapadation to turn them away
... When the cross begins to burn
Remove the cerecloth...
Reveal to all the soulless carcass
His body was his cage
Scraping off the rancid crust... Mortalized face and skin
That which will never fucking die

Cold sweat and fear sets in...
This scalpel that I grasp in fear
Acidic compounds injested by mouth...
Self infliction is my intention


6. A HIGHER ART OF IMMUTABLE BEAUTY

Through my travels, I have pledged to tell of my
Infatuation with the disturbed
The traces left behind... Still cower upon my conscience...
Flucuations bringing change, this hell on Earth...
It is a bed of procrustes
The means are left behind, to the one who is dormant...
He is the placeby which has transfixed me
Like a cyst it grows and swells...
Bloating to a new confusion
Your anguish is revealed to me... As you become...
Gudgeon, provoked by this culmination of callings
The goatish fiend, spills cowardly puss...
In consined perdition, we are overtaken...
By stygian darkness
What is not known afflicts the inerted mind...
Reflect upon this... Swine
As you feel me chew on your remaining bowels...
Your mentality is lost... As is the water on your brain...
Like a sudden change... In the course of events
You must except your end... As you envision
I venerate the pleasures of eviscerating
It is a higher art... Of immutable beauty
As though the oceans boiled and the lands burned...
Malincony, the winds resound a mourning
Your fearless one... Violated of his life...
-His blood sprayed far during his mutilation
The habitat is now a shit-ridden landslide...
All the screams become an echoing chant
As though we sanctify... Gorging in spiteful cleansing
The incense cannot cover up
The rotting bodies piled below


7. CLOUDING OF CONSCIOUSNESS

Scarred, senile minds
Insane from the wait for death
As we watch them die
We can only laugh...
Crawling with a seizure
On the puke drink your own piss
How savoring are feces
When your head's in the toilet seat
No medications can control the old
Gang green formation
A sick brain unfolding
Clouding of consciousness
Virtually rotting humans
Sadly roam the pensions
Morbid feeling up your spine
The smell of death will hunt you
They should be put out of their misery
Hellbound they shall suffer in reality
They should be thrown on a stinky pile
They must die


8. EXCORIATION KILLZ THE BLISS

During the infection
The placenta is most vulnerable
That's my favorite time to insert the vagina seed
Sore birth-giving cunt
Bleed the blood of your retarded son
The troll will soon hatch from your womb
He will shoot out of the vagina
Circumcise the baby troll
Caress him proudly in my arms
Excoriation kills the bliss
Caress him proudly in my arms
During the infection
The placenta is most vulnerable
That's my favorite time to insert the vagina seed


9. MEPHETIC EXHUMATION

I caress your head, my child...
Sweet cranium surprise
Soon we'll feast on the grey matter

Await the chants, Mephitis arises!
... When I spread your flesh
And it reveals the insides
I rise to the heathens with joy
My son, life

New I'll take you to the breeding place
Be commanded by the primervial forces

,,, Swollen infant encased in the dirt
To be the coffin of for your remains
The gaseous hell is exposed from the core
To rise the altar for damn's creatures...

... Waiting for the moment of chaos
When the ritual is to begin
-Exhumation, discover what swims in the soil...
It is that which dwells in remembrance...

... Interwined with the shadows, an end too complex
Flesh and jasmine will flavor the air of night
A brisk energy of death... Power to reform life...
As a being of the twilight...
Transplanting windows to the afterlife

Creep through the dark, through the fog to find
Our sacred ground, Where energy is received
-A band of souls transports onward to destinations
Now unknown... drained of sorrow...
Proceed to feast lost in cosmos...
Insignificance of perception disturbed
Await the chants, Mephitis arise!


10. Outro

(Instrumental)

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