Ingrowing - Late Night Necrophiliac Fun / Peristaltica IX lyrics
Tracks 01. I Work For The Street Cleaner
02. Peristaltica IX 03. Bitch Death Teenage Mucous Monster From Hell 01. I Work For The Street Cleaner
I work for the streetcleaner
When the work day is done I bring home some organs For some late night necrophiliac fun... I clean up the toll of the highway mishap Blood and twisted steel are dnine The gore in my hands will be smeared on my love And the cadaver I carry will be mine My lover and I are pathetic Fellating the bones of the dead Fornication with the remnants of the dismembered carcasses Sodomizing the worm eaten head... We bathe in the blood of the unlucky stiffs Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in glass cases Smear our naked writhing bodies in the grue and pus Lick the rotted sinews from their mangled beaten faces We are aroused and enticed, my lover and I, By the sanguine stench of the deaceased We writhe among piles of gelatinous dead flesh And suck the hepatic tissue of the diseased I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full I remove the fluids from your skull... [...solo: Scott ...] Jars of preservation fluids Inhale the nauseating fumes On the wall decaying purulent corpses Putrefying in my room... I feel the clots on my face and skin The carnage of the violently expelled Masturbate with the blood of mutilated stiff Explose with carnal joy among the entrails Writhing an dwiggling in a bed full of death My inhibitions existing no more French kissing the skulls, the foetid breath Making love to the cadaverous whore We are psychotic, my lover and I Only the sick couls share our delight We take turns mounting the detestable stiff Our moans continue through out the night... The jellified skin running through my hands The joy of arousal from the dead corpses touch The necrotic thirst for unconcenable love The love a corpse cannot give too much... I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full I remove the fluids from your skull... [...solo: Scott ...] I work for the streetcleaner And though it's never been said It's fun to be paid To dispose of the recently dead The insane lust of the necrophile A bizarre emotion that cannot be described The thrill of violence and its horrible result Creates an urge from which our sickness derives Tonight we will indulge in forbidden delight To quench our desires, it's what we must do Beware if you drive on the highway tonight The next cadaver we fuck might be you!!! 02. Peristaltica IX
Protoplasmic prolapse of sun beams
With emetic taste of celestial sickness Hidden with obscene nebula of dehumanized corium Repulsive, swollen and lasciviously phantasmic In the livid shine of extinct stars In atomized abdominal cavities of eviscerated worlds Deceptively we seek for everything we can defile and rape In the vortex of dead tissue and frenzy coital movements So quiet and unsteady inside the putrescent harmony Dumb of senses´ massacre dread... Malice of our scalpels deep in wide open gashes Maiming the quasilinear structure of ethereal life Turns into the broken part of intergalactical vital fluids gore Pulped by peristalsis of perforated solar innards Dying in products of own decomposure Final tokens of gutting orgasm of celestial mechanics In hungry ecstasy transfer their disassembled, excreted torsos To perfidiously gulpingmouth of deflated human virtue To complete the process of that bloody coprophagous recycling In its insidous synoptic shape Peristaltica... [Chorus: IX] Be regurgitated and devoured again... Peristaltica... [Chorus: IX] Be alpha and omega to yourself... Peristaltica... [Chorus: Peristaltica] 03. Bitch Death Teenage Mucous Monster From Hell
I was created to destroy you
You're time is near When you least expect it, Dying time is here! I'll find you at a party You're drinking your beer I'll crawl up behind you and chew off your ear!! You stare at me cause you're boyfriend's a goon! You don't understand! I'm in disguise, you can't recognize The green slime on your hand I thrive o kill you assholes I want all of you fuckers dead! When you go cruising for babes I'll explose inside your head! You say it's just a nightmare. Some bad dreams you've had But when you see me slaughtering your pals, You'll go screaming for your dad! You numbers will diminish Hear my carnivorous squeals! I'm disgusting, I'm cute, and I'm cuddly Your doom is sealed!!! |