1. POT OF GORE

Suddenly awake, hanging upside down by chains
Hands tied together, confused and afraid

Suspended above, a boiling cauldron under me
Hideous odors, fill my nose I gag and vomit

Hooded figures stare as I whip around helplessly
Terror takes over, I don’t want to die

I’m screaming as I get, lowered to the pool below
Putrid vapors burn me, the stench is overwhelming

Through the steam I view the horror, of a boiling human stew

Pot of gore. blood, flesh and bones
Pot of gore. internal organs brew in the broth

My pleading is ignored, as they chant around me
Smoke sears my eyes, I’m going blind into a

Pot of gore. buoyant heads are cackling
Pot of gore. severed arms beckon me in

Entranced by the aroma of rot and disdain, I unwillingly accept my fate
My body sizzles as I’m dropped into the soup, I have entered a portal to the underworld

I have become one with the undead, mangled and intertwined with my brethren
Transformed into a necronomic servant, a minion set to serve the masters of death

I have been reduced to fluids, I hope at least I fucking taste good

Pot of gore. blood, flesh and bones
Pot of gore. eternally condemned to hell


2. CAPRINAE DOMINUS

Half-man, half-beast trudging through concealed forests, axe-wielding monster
Snatching, victims, decapitate and disembowel, organs strewn in trees

The goatman of maryland, lives in the woods, descendant of devil
Lurking above, leaping from branch to branch, stalking clueless prey

Satyros, Incarnate, sweeping through the town, mass murders unaccounted for
Suspicion, paranoia turning kin on each other, mass hysteria

Capra, aegagrus, hircus, ready to hunt and slaughter you
Caprinae, dominant and evolved, unstoppable strength

Survivors that remain are running through streets, trying to escape.
Futile, the goatman slays them one by one, bulletproof monstrosity

A gunshot to its face is nothing but a flesh wound

Carnivorous impulse, gnawing through cartilage
Cry hysterically, as your friends get eaten in front of you

Immortal demigod, roaming the land

Half-man, half-beast trudging through concealed forests, axe-wielding monster
Snatching victims, decapitate and maim, organs strewn all over

Carnivorous impulse, gnawing on carcasses
This is a dead town, on to the next

The goatman of maryland, lives in the woods, descendant of devil
Lurking above, leaping from branch to branch, stalking clueless prey

Son of satan, lord of the weak, humans are sustenance, for his nourishment


3. DEVOID OF SILENCE

I’m obsessed with clinical illnesses, mental disorders, schizophrenia is my passion
I’ve spent years putting voices inside my head that weren't even there
And now I have been placed in a lunatic asylum. I’m finally home

I walk through the halls, guided by nurses, my entourage
They know I’m not like them. I control the limits of my sanity
Wailing screams as I pass on by are sweet melodies
My mask starts to slip

I must control my urge to kill these helpless souls, my heart beats wild with excitement
My skin starts to sweat profusely, as I’m locked in my cage, a dark room with no lights

I am a demon of the night, I whisper foul words that poison the minds of the patients here
I force them to commit suicide, they willing bash their own heads in

My evil deeds, fill my essence, unholy symphony

Devoid of peace, devoid of silence, sickened with madness

I walk through the halls, guarded by nurses they are my escort
They know I’m not like them at all. I control the brains of the weak

I am a demon of the night, I whisper foul words that poison the minds of the patients here
I force them to commit suicide, they willingly slit their own throats

My evil deeds, fill my essence, unholy symphony

Nightmare Incarnate

Unlock the gates, releasing chaos
All hell breaks loose, murderous rampage, sacred cacophony

Devoid of peace, devoid of silence, sickened with madness