1. INFECTING THE CRYPTS

Exhume the wretched body from it's timeless slumber.
Thrashing the tomb to reveal what's inside.
A maggot infested corpse stares dismal.
Inhabited by worms chewing holes through your carcass.

These ancient lands beckoned the burial of humans.
The infertile soil infecting the crypts.
Of the once deceased bodies not through decomposure.
Ending their peace, their chances of hell.

A vomit type substance is formed from it's innards.
A festering slime that revels inside.

The substance erupts and it's stomach bursts open.
Forced down your throat to regurgitate life.


2. SYNTHETICALLY REVIVED

Chemicals revive my life, reanimated, brought back again.
My diametrical state has assured me eternal life.

Serum no longer fluid.
Respritoral terminus.
Artificial resurrection.
Dosage inefficiency.

Potency too weak to perfect.
Cartilage reaching gelency.
Misconception of technology.

Unknown duration to live.
Decadence, your state of being.
Putrification progresses.
Subside.

Bones that collapse in time will heal.
Brain patterns submerged in unconsciousness.
Only to be awakened by the peroneal senses.
To see once again, to be reborn.

Needles perforate my neck.
Cyanide smothers my existence.
My torso lies raped of essence.
Impotent state.
I cease to exist.
As my former self.
Synthetically revived.


3. MASS OBLITERATION

Warfare, a promise to eliminate mankind.
The planet as we know it, taken by demented minds.
Warheads produced to exterminate the earth.
The sacrifice will lead us to our death, no rebirth.

No one has the power to declare this world to die.
Voting and electing the right to crucify.
Times of turmoil have decided what to do.
No need for common knowledge, we're through.

World explosion
Mass obliteration
... Of a race.

Forced to live here day by day through day by day.
We dread the fear of living in the afterworld spirits of the dead.
Thoughts of nuclear holocaust that drive our world insane.
Woman and children forced and left to kill.

Through daily hibernation, manage to survive.
Sifting through, they must be found, extinction we provide.

Purify - the unholy land
Extinction - the so called master race
Crucify - the preachers of this hate
Liquefy - the minds of those they create.


4. CATATONIA

Force fed immobilization
Man made liquid controlling my limbs
I want to die, no reason for living
Dealing with complications life brings
A corpse with no thoughts
No feelings or perceptions of life
The pleasures of death i foresee
Nightmares and day mares combining
To torture my being - this torture inhibits my life

The world is a graveyard of fools left to cope
With the torment and regret of man now deceased
Ghouls are released to destroy the race
Which we call human beings

Existence is torn from my soul
Perdition is what is believed to be seen
Suffering from the inside
Nefarious is the way
You choose to be - left with no will to live
My intestinal wall begins to cave in
Trapped as they say
I begin to rot here as i lay

Time to take a look
At what has begun to pass before me
Die a slow death
It now begins to take it's toll

Catatonia

Scared as i lay here dead
From this infectious disease
I want to rise from here
To recover what is mine

Abdicate your position in life
Now that you lie deceased
Rising from the tomb you own
To take what is rightfully yours

Scared as i lay here dead
From this infectious disease
I want to rise from here
To recover what is mine


5. JESUS WEPT

Your entire life, your religion is embedded in your mind.
Words spoken from a book, tell you never to change.
After death you a taught, your soul will cleansed.
But even reduced to ashes, the misery still prevails.

The day has finally come for you to be put to rest.
As your body enters the furnace.

Searing fire begins it's path.
As your entity begins it's path.

There will be no rebirth of your soul.
Emptiness that clouds your depression.
Forced in to see the light, knowing Jesus wept.

Only one thing clinging to your mind.
The prayers to the feeble god whome you once believed in.

Looking at the mortals from your cauldron of pain.
Weeping as you know nothing will make this end.
But now an even greater pain engulfs you.
Reincremation did yuo no good, return to inflict others.

Your credulous family somehow hears your pitiful cries.
They take the urn which contains what is left of your mortal life.
It's taken back to the crematory to attempt once again.
The brutal burning of your soul, thought to cleanse.


BONUSTRACK


6. HUMAN WASTE

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