Rapacious for pleasure scraping. Filing down with intense grinding. Harsh abrasive friction deface. Countenance now removed forever. . Scouring faces with flies.
Skull fragments are flying through the air. Brains and blood scattered just about everywhere you look. Swing of the hatchet gives permanent damage,. Head fractured, gaping hole.
Memory of the insane. Of killing in so man ways, homicidal. Seeking redemption through rage. With hacksaws I decapitated them all. Blood covers the groud, my feet are saturated.
Engulfed in the innards of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea. Asphyxiation. Tangled intestines become my reality, choking on guts. Asphyxiation gasping for breath, drowning in viscera.
Bodies are bursting apart. Volcanic eruption of guts. Exploding cadavers bring forth. A bloodbath to torment all life. . The sky and the earth are now tainted by.
(lyrics, vocal patterns: Mazurkiewicz). . As the blood begins to gush out the side of your neck. I thrust my cold steel into your face, your closer to death.