Numbered With The Transgressors : Befoulment of the Rotting

Brutal Death / USA
(2021 - Caustic Hymn Productions)
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1. ANGUISH OF THE BEFOULED

Assured extinction is at hand
Crimes against creation
A debt unsettled
Agony spilt from a broken existence
Damnation now reigns
From years of abuse
Hatred now settled
By the deeds of our hands
Bastardized upon our kind
This world's uncaring rejection
No more excuses to fight with ourselves
Grasping at straws
Clinging to hatred
Trample the living
Now uphold the dead
We are dwelling in the days of the last
Anguish, no mercy
We are now befouled


2. EXTIRPATION AMONG THE CONDEMNED

Grace is not found
We search for forgiveness
The verdict is read
There is no repentance
We are now cold, dead
Stripped of existence
This is the new dawn
Our new home to welcome
Bloated and gaseous
The stench of our greed
Condemned by our actions
We sulk in our silence
Self mutilation by means of escape
Violence unfathomed
Now shoveled remains
This is our judgement
Predestined to suffer


3. GORGE OF ROTTING CADAVERS

The stench of decay
Erupting my conscience
Fixation on death
Failure to surface
Temporary flesh
Cloaking the shell
Vitality lost
Decomposition
The morbid reek
Settled below
Memento mori
A constant reminder
Of flesh stripped away
Picked apart
Beasts of the earth
What is lost
What we leave behind
Rotting within
A hidden domain
Forever to dwell
Alone in the end


4. SPEWING OF INTESTINAL DISCHARGE

From the mouth of endless ruin
Spewing from the filth of men
Like entrails tangled, forming a clot
Combustion to eternal rot
Where to seek a place for peace
Somewhere to dwell away
From infection, contaminating
The festering of decay
By your words, drift away
A pile among the dead
Bloating and bulging
Like rage unnerving
The horrors in my head


5. EXPELLED SECRETIONS OF THE FOULEST DEAD

A hopeless plea to save
Defining the suffering
Nails too deep to remove
Embedded here with me
Living among the putrid
A stare, dead as ash
Torn from the inside
Rejoicing in your torment
We are one, you see
Submerged inside of me
Far from release
Sinking piece by piece
Abiding in my sorrow
No blade to cut this loose
Gathering all I take
Nothing to surrender
The foulest rage secrets
You'll be forced to love


6. INFECTION FROM COUNTLESS LACERATIONS

Incisions slowly open
Atrocious infection spreads
Abysmal cries unheard
Like no one else before
Countless marks emerge
This canvas of cracking flesh
Bleeding out the life
Once clung to with passion
Warm now turns to grey
Exit the blood
Enter the dead
Circling the drain
All that I upheld
That which I received
Like a call from the abyss
Marked by affliction
By hands of rejection
Incisions slowly open
Atrocious infection spreads
Abysmal cries unheard
Like no one else before


7. ONE WITH THE DIRT

Dirt
Dread
Dirge
Buried beneath
Dirt
Dread
Dirge
Buried beneath
The shallow soil
The falling ashes
Decorate the masses
Of this quiet tattered land
Sweeping through the air
The pieces of the dead
Now laid to rest
Dirt
Dread
Dirge
Buried beneath
Dirt
Dread
Dirge
Buried beneath
We are one with the dirt
We are one with the dead
We are all but complete
Buried beneath

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