Aborted - Goremageddon: The Saw And The Carnage Done lyrics
Tracks 01. Meticulous Invagination
02. Parasitic Flesh Resection 03. The Saw And The Carnage Done 04. Ornaments Of Derision 05. Sanguine Verses (... Of Extirpation) 06. Charted Carnal Effigy 07. Clinical Colostomy 08. Medical Deviance 09. Sea Of Cartilage 10. Nemesis 01. Meticulous Invagination Music by Bart Lyrics by Sven
My name is Ted, indifferent to laws I strangle and maim women
January 4, ramming the betrod into her her cattered vagina Incapable, defined is the hatred that lead to this carnage Infested by love, a stone cold killer, hacking and gnashing without remorse Pipe fed to her cave, blinded by rage I lacerate her lie spreading throat Again I hack, enjoying every blow I batter her cunt into pulp Victims are idealized, a predestined massacre Invaginated by the bedrod, crushing the uterus Strangulation is not enough, brutaly I swing the pole, inter her meaty beefhole... Injaculating thrill... I'm in for the kill... Forced fed is my will, the pole rests in her vagina still Infested by love, a stone cold killer, hacking and gashing without remorse Pipe fed to her cave, blinded by rage I lacerate her lie spreading throat 02. Parasitic Flesh Resection Music by Thijs Lyrics by Sven
A quick grasp of insanity, cranial tissue in decay
A force fed tool of apathy i am Parasitic life form, infesting my whole being Necrotic fungus resecting organs to create... From the realm of the dead I'm fed Cracking open the coffin lid Driven by a hunger, unable to grasp A chemical reaction that campels me to grab The axe, anxiously removed from its shelve With an unpredescent joy I brutally hack Psychonecrotic hallucinations, as my skull begins to reek With goreastic elegance I purge the weak Parasitic life form Rehashing the dead for its cause The chopping of heads A daily act of self-enjoyment Cranial metamorphosis, A forensic decrepit anomaly Intestines turn into pulp Axe wielding among the stiffs Parasitic resection... 03. The Saw And The Carnage Done Music by Thijs Lyrics by Sven
Emulous life form emerges, and slashes continuously
A man made predator slides back moral, self censored reality Crushing through my veins Coagulating awareness Chromosomes regressed With the saw, I shall purge Taking the next step, The robbing of life Anticipating blood flow Feelings of contempt arise No longer in control, I crave the dead One with the dead, I am A prophetized death machine, unleashed Bones are splintered as I saw, Decadence to feed Murder is mankind's only saviour, Goremageddon... Sawig up stiffs to my every need, decadence to feed Feeding, and praying on man, to cleanse the world, decandence exceeds Emulous life form emerges, and slashes repeatedly A man made predator feeding on its own creator, your society Feeding, and praying on man, to cleanse the world, decadence exceeds Sawing up stiffs to my every need, decadence to feed 04. Ornaments Of Derision Music by Bart Lyrics by Sven / Joel
Taking advantage of the mentally instable,
I shall deprive of life and vision All goals are clear to me, building an empire based on lies I unleash upon others. Indoctrination-feeding incapables with ridicule proclamations, psychic eradication, numbing common sense to enslave the mass Like a vulture, a psychological predator, I swarm around and feed upon their hate A deliberate lobotomy, engrained mentally They are nothing but tools to bereave life Dare forsake me, dare doubt me For I am god, plead for my mercy Dare forsake me, dare doubt me Face my wrath, as I strike An unholy act is this arrest Like a plague on man life ends Indoctrination-feeding incapables with ridicule proclamations, psychic eradication, numbing common sense to enslave the mass idiots who are too stupid to live have done my bidding psychic traumas caused in the name of god, For i am David and David is He. 05. Sanguine Verses (... Of Extirpation) Music by Bart / Thijs Lyrics by Sven
A darkened room re-opening at the stroke of twelve
Grim cascades of light construct a blurry image The fridge-cage opens serving a putrid stiff Rusted will serve up the casual plat du jour Heat up the stove, my banquet commence Amputate limbs, Delicatesse in extremis There is no taste, like human rosbeef, haute-cuisine Savouring every chunk that slides down the esophague Feasting on man I survive reluctant and digestive Sanguine, my culinary addiction Just doing my part in depopulation Another day, another night to rob the morgue Retrieving chunks to stew what i adore Exhuming chunks to flavour the casserole I'm the grand chef brewfing a new brand of food Feasting in man I survive, reluctant, and digstive Your relatives, I shove down my throat Feeding of hate, preying on man, cannibalism with a cause Little lumps of meat - Adoring the flesh I eat The dead no longer alone - In my belly to serve a better cause 06. Charted Carnal Effigy Music by Thijs Lyrics by Sven
Gouging into flesh, and act of forensic grandeur
Abusing my identity to ravish insides, a concoction of a mind deprived Scandal on the operating table, my fetid fetish to carve, maim and dice Stripped to the gore, operating manure Gore seeping from the insides, dissolving carnal tissue Medical knowledge abused and forlorn for a private psychological feast A carnival of dissolving tissues, brutaly I thrust the scalpel, into this pool of pus Skin after skin, I peel expectance Skin after skin, another stiff ready to fester A morbid patologist handing a rusted saw Jaw cracked and splintered to bits shattered and torn apart Shattered ribs implode, gastric juices drool, no more... Gore seeping from the insides, dissolving carnal tissue medical knowledge abused and forlorn for a private psychological feast A carnival of dissolving tissue, brutaly I thrust the scalpel, into this pool of pus A lament configuration Surgical abmination Giblets squashed on the floor Skin from skin is torn A forensic doctrine of gore 07. Clinical Colostomy Music by Bart Lyrics by Sven / Leon Del Muerte
Stain-less steel doors burst open
A gurney wheeling a flatulent cadaver Abbreviated salutations muted by the stench ...By the stench... Horrified nurses scatter Foul human cess seeps Punctuation the smell Of acrid colonic contents ...colonical... Numbed by the reek, prepare for surgery Internal horror revealed, with a blast from the asscheek Rumbling restless as inflicts post-mortal vengeance Tell-tail dung marks across the operating table Eyes see shit, decorating the tools Hygenic practices scrapped by this foul odour The ribcage opens, a smell comes to the fore Brown stained lungs oozing faeces, regurgitation ensues Disbelieving doctors from theories Manure, in puddles, from a human sewer An unbelievable reek should have drained from his pooper Gasses build up pressure Causing an ominous rumble from within A ghastly turn of events leaves them all shit-stained, shocked and chagrined Stain-less steel doors burst open yet in the other way phrenetic surgeons are fleeing this coprophagic mess Numbed by the reek, prepare for surgery Internal horror revealed, with a blast from the asscheek A gruesome ending to a tale of coprophagic grandeur The art of forensic scatology had to be endured A bacteriological manifestation which leaves no doubt Infecting bystanders with this methane gargling disease 08. Medical Deviance Music by Bart Lyrics by Sven
Reflected on the iris, A tale each stiff reveals
Numbing - depresonalisation Surgical doctrines transmute to malevolance A morbid fascination, medical expertise befouled To ensure intravenous butchery... Single handed and scalpel guided, Life chors are sliced Practitioners of a medical deviance Rigor mortis sets in, achieving thrills the doctor is in... Thrusting tools incyst, our minds are tools that wreck The bonesaw abused, your spleen removed, dissection in progression Sterilised tools incyst, our minds are tools that wreck The bonesaw abused, your spleen removed, dissection in progression Reflected on the iris, A tale each stiff reveals Numbing - depresonalisation Surgical doctrines transmute to malevolance A morbid fascination, medical expertise befouled To ensure intravenous butchery... Single handed and scalpel guided, Life chors are sliced Practitioners of a medical deviance Rigor mortis sets in, achieving thrills the doctor is in... Let us cut your artery Let us trip your humanity Let us drain you profusely Let us expose you completly Sterilised tools incyst, our minds are tools that wreck The bonesaw abused, your spleen removed, dissection in progression Hooks and screws, tools abused Blood debouched, stiffs retouched 09. Sea Of Cartilage Music by Christophe Lyrics by Sven
Murder
I have been embraced by suffering, No longer human, I stalk my prey To kill and gut all surrounding me Humanity in me slips away Into the basement, My own private morgue Necrotic restants are left to devour Lunacy errupts from the world you breed Nothing survives as I consume my meat Depraved in my sea of cartilage I'm draved in gore I have been embraced by suffering, No longer human, I stalk my prey To kill and gut all surrounding me My humanity slips from me Into the basement, My own private morgue Necrotic restants are left to devour Lunacy errupts from the world you breed Nothing survives as I consume my meat Severed head as ornament My collection of the dead Punctured cranial-walls collapse Filled with acid My aphrodisiac... I will not rest... Until I've killed you all I will not rest... Until your head Hangs on the wall of suffering No longer human, it takes control Feelings overwhealming me I have to rid the earth Of human anatomy I will not rest, until i've killed you all Exposed and gutted in my hall of gore Murder the world... let the blood run... free... Infected, by this disease called love I must fill my private morgue Dissecting randomly, Your voluptuous cadaver into soup I'll render Can no longer bear this suffering I am your god, your tortured will No longer human it takes control Destined to torture, mutilate and destroy 10. Nemesis Music by Bart Lyrics by Sven
Apathy raised upon childhood, Social skills erased
Automaticly blocking of any contact, Eomtions numbed The anger grows within me... I'm a walking human time bomb Adrenaline thrusting in my blood flow, morals collapse... Barriers fade as I take control... With the first blow of the hammer, My mind's unblocked Feelings I only dreamt of having, A psychic extacy Murder becoming my sole comfort, Regressed for so long Your body, my canvas of exploration, My playground of pus Becoming, A self made god, a tool moulded by society A - a nemesis of man, The emotions of which I'm fuelled Result of social abuse, murder takes control Another death ensued, another asshole entombed With the first blow of the hammer, My mind's unblocked Feelings I only dreamt of having, A psychic extacy Murder becoming my sole comfort, Regressed for so long Your body, my canvas of exploration, My playground of pus Again I hack. |