Torture Killer : Sewers

Death Metal / Finland
(2009 - Dynamic Arts Records)
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1. CRYPTS

In the kingdom of the rotten
The casket slowly opens
Arise from the crypts of torment
Obey the cursed commandment
The underworlds rejoice
Of long awaited vengeance
The ones who were doomed to rot and decay
Are now commencing the killing spree

Painful death
Lacerating torment
Screams of help are useless
Twitching pain
Unseen violence
Blade sinks in the flesh
The artery sets in
Repeated stabs to the neck
Paints the world with red

Back from the crypts
Back from the crypts to murder
Dead descend
Your body into everlasting silence

Painful death

Lacerating torment
Screams of help are useless
Twitching pain
Unseen violence
Blade sinks in the flesh
The artery sets in
Repeated stabs to the neck
Paints the world with red

Let the world descend into silence and repent
As the worms dig in, lungs collapse, death sets in
Crawl inside the flesh you feel them move inside your head
Silence of the grave now reaches out, pulls you in

Painful death
Lacerating torment
Screams of help are useless
Twitching pain
Unseen violence
Blade sinks in the flesh
The artery sets in
Repeated stabs to the neck
Paints the world with red


2. I BATHE IN THEIR BLOOD

I am the blinding rage, sadistic pain
I hail mass murders and all mentally depraved
Die, die, die
I treat all the same
The voice in my heads says to dig another grave
A line of instruments deranged and infected
All cries of mercy, violently rejected
I want blood, I love violence
A hammer takes you kneecaps
You will not die in silence

To torture, to murder

I bathe in their blood, with an axe and a saw
I cut you shapeless, your torso lifeless
I bathe in their blood

Days of torture will not satisfy my needs
To bathe in their blood and ejaculate my seed
Bound to your death, skinned and dissected
Piece by piece, bit by bit, hacked, molested
A trail of blood leads to a fresh open grave
I nail your coffin and let your innards decay
Gasoline stench, ground an entrail infusion
Mass grave of victims, the final resolution

To torture, to murder

This domain of death is mine, what reeks of life will die

Your death is mine, what reeks of life will die
I bathe in their blood


3. THE ART OF IMPALEMENT

Tearing a hole to your chest
One stab struck in your neck
Deep blue skin, the worms set in
My trophy of impalement
Tearing the soul from your chest
Your headstone is re-written
No disgust when fucking the dead
It's the living I feel resentment

Art of impalement, grace in killing victims
Living or dead, it's all the same
I make them all scream in pain

Tearing a hole... tearing the soul...
Righteous wrath, instant death
Spear driven through the neck
The last remaining seconds of life
In fear of what comes next

Art of impalement
Grace in killing victims
Living or dead, it's all the same
I make them all scream in pain


4. BY THEIR CORPSE

I am alive to kill them all, to mercilessly butcher, I bring genocide to your lives
I am ready to murder, hack, kill and fornicate, by their corpse I masturbate
Blood is shed, devouring death, erase her life and forget

I am ready for another murder, so I kill to relieve the hunger

Face smeared, slowly decay, dripping pus, head removed, dormant skin
Punctured eyes missing, the ones I killed a week ago, their names I can't remember
Not sure where my life went wrong but I know I love to hurt her

I am ready for another murder, so I kill to relieve the hunger

By their corpse I stand and stare how much I can bear
By their corpse I'm aware, there's no life I would spare

I am alive to kill them all, to mercilessly butcher, I bring genocide to your lives
I am ready to murder, hack, kill and fornicate, by their corpse I masturbate
Blood is shed, devouring death, erase her life and forget

I am ready for another murder, so I kill to relieve the hunger


5. COFFINS

Amidst the dust, death and dirt
I perform the post burial murder
No body, no soul remembered
As I devour and dismember
All the maggots are alive and fresh
As I consume all decaying corpses
Receive nourishment from the rotten
A repulsive need never forgotten
I Crave Coffins

Daylight breaks as I close the lid
Only rats and bones in the pit
Not alive, rot with time, in this hell I will never die
All the maggots are alive and fresh
As I consume all decaying corpses
Receive nourishment from the rotten
A repulsive need never forgotten

I Crave Coffins

An eerie cold, haunting presence
Undead hunger, no living escape
No life left in these coffins

Amidst the dust, death and dirt
I perform the post burial murder
No body, no soul remembered
As I devour and dismember
All the maggots are alive and fresh
As I consume all decaying corpses
Receive nourishment from the rotten
A repulsive need never forgotten
I CRAVE COFFINS


6. RATS CAN SENSE THE MURDER

The silence speaks, of carnage and defeat
The death has struck, another life is lost
The swarm of flies, invade your life
Feel my hands around your throat, just before you die

Death will strike imminently, victim falls to the ground
Stains of blood on the walls spell death and terror

I cant wait any longer, I crave the flesh, need the blood
The stench of horror, rats can sense the murder
Soon they'll start to gather, no remorse, no regret
I am the lurking death

Death will strike imminently, victim falls to the ground
Stains of blood on the walls spell death and terror

Murder instinct now revived in need for gore and terror
Purpose of my mortal life is to hack kill and dismember
Butchered life is the outcome, mangled corpse penetration
Purpose of my mortal life is to hack kill and dismember

The silence speaks, of carnage and defeat
The death has struck, another life is lost
The swarm of flies, invade your life
Feel my hands around your throat, just before you die

Death will strike imminently, victim falls to the ground
Stains of blood on the walls spell death and terror


7. SCOURGING AT THE PILLAR

Lord of this world pours into my soul
I must cleanse myself, rape myself in whole
I will refuse this body, refuse this sinful shell
Preparations made, purity prevails

Enigmas of the flesh, pain threshold becomes the test
Measure your true devotion
Nine tails of flagellation, release the blood
A pool of blessings splattered, all my sins
Hanging threads of flesh I gathered

Unearthly piety through pain and dissection
Removal of the parts that cause damnation
I castrate myself for god, lord of hell, Lucifer
Pillars of consecration, burning nails of crucifixion
Watch me, Oh father, with bleeding eyes I see
A leaking torso filled with knife made cavities

For I am his picture, molested and holy
Through gouged eyes in my skull I see his glory

My doom, proclaims your praise
Through gouged eyes, through severed sights

My body, my being, beaten and flayed
My flesh is yours through tyranny and rape
His glory, majesty, with bleeding eyes I see
Accept my flesh and come into me

All amputated parts baptized into bliss
All my true perversions banished beyond this
A path of gore, orgy of salvation
Sacrificial rites of flesh through self mutilation
I drill my ears so you may speak
Without my tongue the serpent becomes weak

For I am his picture, molested and holy
Through gouged eyes in my skull I see his glory


8. SEWERS

Southwest of heaven I act as judge, jury and executioner
Vicious wrath, will to kill, sewers are my killing field
Bloodtrail leads beneath the ground, where 49 bodies are found

Stench of the dead
Severed from life
In these sewers the horror revived
A ravenous murdering rage
I am the father, killing gave me grace

Another corpse and a victim
Another piece, another one dead
A broken bottle to a crushed skull
Bleeding blood that's not enough
I'll kill more

In these sewers I will hammer them down

Stench of the dead
Severed from life
In these sewers the horror revived
A ravenous murdering rage
I am the father, killing gave me grace

Another corpse and a victim
Another piece, another one dead
A broken bottle to a crushed skull
Bleeding blood that's not enough
I'll kill more

In these sewers I will make them drown

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