1. SUITABLY HACKED TO GORE

Here's my fucking axe
I put it in your head
Instantly you're dead

Adrenaline

As I start to kill again
Your life is meaningless
Sharpening the axe
Blunted by blunt force
I'm killing more and more

Adrenaline

Suitably hacked to gore
You can't get away
Writhing in pain
With a blade to the brain
A legless attempt at escape

Expanding your mind
A second time
With a blade
To the brain

Suitably hacked to gore
You can't get away
Writhing in pain
With a blade to the brain
Futile legless attempt at escape


2. SHACKLES OF SANITY

An unknown being
I cannot see
But I hear it speaking to me aloud or in
My head
The shackles of sanity are now shed
I am going insane
The voices hunger will be tamed in time
By my blade

Kill them all
Is what it says
Desecrate them when they're dead
Hang their bodies
On hooks and pikes
Stalking nightly I need more

Kill them all
Is what I'm told
Compost their corpses
For deadly mold
Hang their corpses
On hooks and pikes
Stalking nightly I need more

The skull is broken
From my sneak attack
It makes no sound
You're dead
This is your dying ground

The head is dripping
I bashed it in
You're fucked
My dishonor knows no bounds


3. LESIONS OF A DIFFERENT KIND

My captives are
Kept in a pen
With grime
Covering them
Rampant infection
My experiments

Cower at the sight of my face
It's covered with
Lesions of a different kind
Inflicted by powers
Of a higher mind

My misdeeds
Innumerable
Least of all
Reeking corners
Where my experiments

Cower at the sight of my face
It's covered with
Lesions of a different kind
Inflicted by powers of a higher mind
Leaking and seeping out of my face

Cower at the sight of my face
It's covered with
Lesions of a different kind
Inflicted by powers
Of a higher mind

My face is covered with lesions
Of a different kind


4. ENTRANCED BY THE PENDULUM

Strapped down
To ensure that
I can view
The pendulum will
Be tearing through
First his skin
Then the cheekbones
The waiting subsides
While he dies

I pull the chain
Resetting
The pendulum
To cut on me

As I climb
On top of him
His tongue is
Still wriggling
His gurgling
Will not haunt me long
The blade is near
To my own guts

In disgust, reviled
In disgust, spewing fucking bile
In disgust, stifled crying
In disgust, struck flesh and dying

The swinging blade
Is cutting me
Blood shining light
Dim reflection of guts

Strewn around the room
When they find me
What will they assume
Too much blood for one body
The others' caskets will be exhumed

Entranced by the pendulum


5. ACIDIC TWILIGHT VISIONS

These diabolic visions are
Infecting my sight
They are sapping my strength
And removing my might
Formless shadow horrors
Made out of night
My flesh they bite

A thousand waking hours
Have been spent on the edge
Tendrils in my mind
Climbing higher than vetch
Unleashing evil
Its will I incite
Killing by fright

Run for your life
Kill to survive
You stay alive
If you run for your life
While they die tonight

Acidic twilight visions
Rip and tear
At life's existence


6. LORD OF THE GRAVE

Scholarly pursuits of life after death
Existing after your last breath
Skin is rotting off, vision's nearly lost
Erudition achieved at all cost

Supersede the need to feast for creed
Existing after your last deed
Skin is rotting off, vision's nearly lost
Erudition achieved at all cost

I hear their screams
And smell their reeking
Rotting corpses

A sickness
Growing inside of me
Gnawing at the void
Where my self should be

When
I am dead and rotten
Through death I'm begotten
Weathered over time
My bones will be forgotten

Sacrificed humanity
Long riddled with disease
Atop a bone-made throne
I am lord of the grave

Commanding forces by decree
Long riddled with disease
They reap but do not sow
I am lord of the grave


7. KICKED IN THE PROTRUDING GUTS

Heaving steel
On a blood-soaked battlefield
Where men meet their fate

A man runs up to me
By sword organectomy
His insides I'll dissimulate

Taking the swing at him
Watching the life, the life it takes
He's lying crumpled on the ground in pain
His guts are out of him

Their ranks are not of this Earth,
What could they be
With hanging dead eyes,
What can they see

Taking the swing at him
Watching the life, the life it takes
He's lying crumpled on the ground in pain
His guts are out of him

Kick and I kick and I kick
His pain has no limits
I kick and I kick and I kick
Turning his guts into gibs
His guts are decimated

With my boot's
Metal toes
I deliver
Mortal blows


8. PHANTASMAL FESTERING

Mass grave of the re-killed dead
A sight not perceived with sight
Remains grant me a vision
Disturbing the afterlife

Perverted rebirth cycle
Soul disembowelment
Pain able to be perceived
No body to die and stop it

Sentient, their souls
Abiding their torment
Groveling at surreptitious offerings
That are lies
For dead ears
Nothing left but agony

They're all but gone
They're there just enough
To spend all time
In agony

Mass grave of the re-killed dead
A sight not perceived with sight
Remains grant me a vision
Disturbing the afterlife

Opening my eyes.
Now I perceived my hands crushing
The fucking skill to gain
The knowledge trapped within
Staple it shit, too much to contain
It's seeping out

Apperceived


9. CHAINED TO A REEKING ROTTED BODY

The collar is pulling
On my tired neck
The stench is unbearable
To my heaving stomach
Added weight keeps my pace slow
Hunters will surely catch me now
That I'm chained to a heap
And dragging it to escape

Plodding on the ground
At a steady pace
Heart beating twice as fast
Due to the chase

Close to a job
As close as I can manage
All my strength
Just to avoid more cranial damage


10. ARCHFIEND COERCION METHODS

Preternatural inner mind
Barbaric bludgeoning
Commence the psychic attack
The apparition puppeteering

Subjected to various soul torturings
For the knowledge inside
Eons and eons spent suffering
Will you spill what lies deep
In your mind?

Torture from beyond

Inhumanly foul utterance
And a flash of pain
Pulling your lifeless, dragged under dirt
Your soon to be discarded remains

Shallow hole, earthly and cosmic
This is your grave
As the dirt is piling up
The captors speak
"This one shall be raised"

Is this it
The universe finds a fit
Subservient in the unnamed
Serving entities who wear no rank