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Autopsy - Morbidity Triumphant lyrics



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01. Stab The Brain

Blackened veil across your face
Naked red below the waist
Legs spread wide, about to split
Poised above the casket lid

Dilation celebration
Distorted menstruation
Uteral rejection
Nameless form ejection

Drugged and damned, bloodshot eyes
Release the life that you despise
Blessed purge, gushing meat
Silencing of the heartbeat

Dilation celebration
Distorted menstruation
Uteral rejection
Nameless form ejection

Stab the brain as it slides out
Vaginal death ride, a bleeding spout
No new life to curse the earth
Crimson drainage, coffin birth

Ritual abortion sacrifice
Another chosen one you have become
Lift the blade up to your pulsing throat
Plunge it deep, embrace oblivion

All hail the dead queen
Place her on the throne
Fixate on her unblinking eyes
Witness the perverse unknown

02. Final Frost

The sloughing of life
Banishment of vitality
The thriving seized
A cold new reality

The earth pulse grinds and slows
All warmth is smothered
Clouds of smoke and ash
Turn to choking blizzards

The folly of man
It comes to fruition
Self made doom
The fatal condition

Ice filled lungs collapse
Crack and cease to heave
Skin turns to faded blue
Numb death cruelly relieves
The folly of man
It comes to fruition
Self made doom
The fatal condition

The final frost
The final frost

Planet in ruin
A casket of frost
Once living statues
Buried and lost

03. The Voracious One

Found in the wasteland and brought back alive
Caged up and rabid, it kills to survive
Animal bones and teeth strewn all around
No skin, just blood spatters left to be found

A creature of ages bygone and forgotten
Feeding on flesh from me
Fresh to the rotten
Scavenging fury with no living rival
The voracious one, reaping death on arrival

Escaping for bigger prey, more meat to maul
Out of the crate to feed, mangling all
Faces digested and clawed into shreds
Featureless nightmare of once screaming heads

A creature of ages bygone and forgotten
Feeding on flesh from me
Fresh to the rotten
Scavenging fury with no living rival
The voracious one, reaping death on arrival

Bloodlusting sated, to refuge it creeps
Back to the box for a gore induced sleep
Gathering strength for the next massacre
Monstrous, immortal, unstoppable beast

04. Born In Blood

Intestines graze your newborn tongue
A pool of blood your birthing ground
Bladders split, expelling waste
All before have died and drowned

Piles of flesh and organs grow
Fluids clot and flood
Screaming you emerge in red
Forever born in blood

The sound of bursting fouls the air
The stench beyond unreal
Crimson walls wetly caress
In grime you are concealed

Piles of flesh and organs grow
Fluids clot and flood
Screaming you emerge in red
Forever born in blood

As one with the flies, maggot born
Gore spawned atrocity
Spill forth from your congealed cocoon
Where only dead eyes see

05. Flesh Strewn Temple

Through bleak putrid mists
And doorways of skin
A chanting of rites
Nauseates from within

Flesh strewn temple
Scattered teeth and hair
Mutants with cudgels
Blood trails in the air

A thrumming of drums
Made of skulls and dried faces
Befouls the night frost
And senses encases

Hidden for centuries
Beyond stagnant wilds
Forlorn sacrificial
Subjects in piles

Troughs thickly filled
With coagulated fluids
Collected, consumed
By ritualistic death druids
Surrendering organs
For orgy laced feasting
Torch lined walls glowing
Orgasmic releasing

Feces expelled
Staining pave stones
While echoing screams
Permeate brittled bones

06. Tapestry Of Scars

The razor slid across my skin
A crimson kiss, a decoration
I liked the way the red leaked out
That day my new life did begin

A masochist in others words
But they don’t hear what I have heard
Sights of release from plasma trails
Viscous patterns in vivid detail

Carving symbols slow and deep
Separating flesh to seep
When I cut my soul’s revealed
Clean is ugly, only scars are real

Jigsaw scalping, healing, scabbing
New lacerations, picking, stabbing

Rivers of blood, infinite cuts
Surfaces covered, it’s never enough

Rivers of blood, infinite cuts
Surfaces covered, it’s never enough

Fingerprints slowly erased
Grind them off without a trace

I have become a human sore
A work of art forever more
I hone my craft with deft precision
The flaying knife is my religion

07. Knife Slice, Axe Chop

Preoccupation
With deep lacerations
Red strangulations
And decapitations

Rewinding all the fucking gore
Horror flicks strewn on the floor
Knife slice, axe chop
Streams of blood that never stop

Sick deformations
Savage castrations
Splatter trajectory
Living lobotomy

Rewinding all the fucking gore
Horror flicks strewn on the floor
Knife slice, axe chop
Streams of blood that never stop

Celluloid atrocities
Cannibals, monstrosities
Spilling guts an extra thrill
Anticipate the final kill

Rewinding all the fucking gore
Horror flicks strewn on the floor
Knife slice, axe chop
Streams of blood that never stop

08. Skin By Skin

You're out alone
You have no one
The streets are cold
Long gone the sun
Shelter is yours
Just come with me
Oh, I mean no harm
I just want to give you eternity

Step through my door
It's warm inside
Ignore the stench
Of rotting hides
This room is now
Your resting place
Where first to start?
Your hands or face?

Skin by skin
You've been chosen
Skin by skin
Interwoven

Know too late your time has come
The knife is out, the blood does run
Jugular, a blast of red
Not soon enough you join the dead

Skin by skin
You've been chosen
Skin by skin
Interwoven

Sewn together with pieces past
Eyeholes peering, mouth's vacant gasp
Flesh stripped, meat aside, in fly swarmed mounds
Screaming, flesh gone, teeth scattered around

Intersected strips of gore
Line the walls forevermore
Pieced together methodically
I lick the stitches as they bleed

Skin by skin
You've been chosen
Skin by skin
Interwoven

09. Maggots In The Mirror

There’s something squirming under your skin
Foul undulations
A disturbance within
To the looking glass you go
To see what could be wrong
You stare in frozen horror
At what never should belong

Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Horror on display as you demise getting clearer
Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Worm filled you shall die

Maggot holes gaping
And spilling their spawn
Your face is a worm farm
Your sanity’s soon gone
You try to scream but only gag
A larval flood emerges
You vomit grubs, your eyes explode
With maggots in red surges
Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Horror on display as you demise getting clearer
Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Worm filled you shall die

As you drop to the ground
Wet gurgling the only sound
A last goodbye you never spoke
Your final breath a wriggling choke

Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Horror on display as you demise getting clearer
Maggots!
Maggots!
Maggots in the mirror
Worm filled you shall die

10. Slaughterer Of Souls

You are a withered husk
Turned ashen by my touch

And tough you beg
You quickly fall
Deader than night
Your soul my thrall

Your skin is useless
My flesh lust fed
Your bones in splinters
Your essence bled

Oblivion is what you crave
The spine of your mind
I’ve rotted and saved

I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole

Burn the light
Out of your bloodsoaked grasp
The time for repentance
Burns dark in the past

I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole

Not a trace is left of you
Each scrap of skin forgone
The snuffing of a mortal flame
Banished to the void beyond

I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole

11. Your Eyes Will Turn To Dust

Mired in deepest depths
Beyond human domain
In absence of the light
Where nothing has a name

You will be sent below
Uncaring dark awaits
Your eyes will turn to dust
Vision and reason fade

Waste away in walls of stone
That tunnel without end
Decrepit to the withering touch
A worm that grovels and repents

Forsaking crumbling sanity
Mind derailed forever
Pray for salvation but you’ll not be healed
Maggots in mercy’s cadaver

Days turn to years turn to centuries
Broken, you’re blind to the light for all times
Brain rotted, staggering, pleading for death
Condemned to the powdered bone mines

Mired in deepest depths
Beyond human domain
In absence of the light
Where nothing has a name