Necrophagist - Onset Of Putrefaction lyrics
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Tracks 01. Foul Body Autopsy
02. To Breathe In A Casket 03. Mutilate The Stillborn 04. Intestinal Incubation 05. Culinary Hyperversity 06. Advanced Corpse Tumor 07. Extreme Unction 08. Fermented Offal Discharge 01. Foul Body Autopsy
Snorting - the viley stench of putrescence
Coffin - lies exhumed in front of me Foul stiff - strewn with papillae and pores Fermenting - stiff corpse putrefies Slicing, bisecting, incising the stiff Stomach wall is opening Primitive diagnosis... Remove internal organs Primitive autopsy... Sawing - the weak head of the corpse I saw Slicing - celebral bisection Eviscerate - slushy bowels ripped out at once Perfecting - foul body autopsy 02. To Breathe In A Casket
Eyes opened up within the moist and dark
Trapped inside the measures of a coffin Horrified awakening, blank fears embrace me Oh... beyond... ...beyond these walls there lies infinity... Asphyxiation is imminent due to the measures Of this confinement, Blind hits against the coffin walls, Blank fears control me To breathe in a casket - six feet below To breathe in a casket - below Buried deep beneath the earth Beneath the earth Blank fears embrace me Embrace me Buried deep six feet below Six feet below Blank fears control me Control me Breathing inside a casket 03. Mutilate The Stillborn
Dismembering - to chop her body I begin
Bastard - bastard inside Disfiguring - abdominal wall is opening Offal - come to sight Malintention, to chop the foetus I intent, hateful am I Vile malodours, rancid odours I perceive I'm getting high Hate and repulsion is that Which strenghtens my intent Fetal incising causes premature decease Loathing am I to commit Infanticide in unborn state To tear out the foetus, my aggressions do increase Mutilate the stillborn Mutilate the stillborn Mutilate the stillborn Mutilate the stillborn Dismanteling - excoriate the dead unborn Vile waste - vile waste inside is Festering - prenatal fluids I adore Offal - come to sight Mutilation, the stillborn body chopped in half Hateful am I Disemboweling, The torso drained of tepid bowels I'm getting high 04. Intestinal Incubation
Worms in microscopic size infest dermatic pores,
They move through blood Parasitic organisms move seeking path To hepatic tissue they are heading forth, Their larvae to breed In the precious warmth of the liver they multiply... ...Innards consumed... from inside... 05. Culinary Hyperversity
Hateful I'm slashing, the head is removed
Removing the head of the corpse The throat down the hard chest the trunk is torn Tearing the trunk of the corpse Disintegrating the stiff limb by limb Performing deviant butchery I chop up the limbs into small handy chunks In my own way of sick butchery I rip out the entrails, cut through pulsating flesh Into the torso I grasp - deep - to tear out the rest I divide into that which I like and which not Nutritious organs stored, the rest left to rot Wrathful I'm hacking the organs are minched minching the flesh of the stiff Imagine the bodypared by sick culinary 06. Advanced Corpse Tumor
To see the interior of a dark coffin
What is it like to be inside dead..? Is there something I might perceive, Or is it just infinity...? Viley maggots swarm within stale pus, Accelerating rate of putridity... Thought patterns preserved in energetic form Or is it lost, lost in infinity...? ...Fierce... Is there something that I might live, Or is it all lost in nothingness...? Weakened tissue starts rapidly to degrade Under progressive foulness, former vital organs Are replaced by a clumb of corpse tumors Is that what expects us in the deep - Just corpse tumors...? 07. Extreme Unction
The light is fading without any halt,
Expiration is now imminent, pain... Silent prayers I perceive don't ease my pain, Seconds like infinity, pain... There is no light, pain... To the darkside, pain... ...Extreme Unction... 08. Fermented Offal Discharge
The casket is exhumed, turfs piled beside the grave
A stagnant mass awaits me, deep in the gloom The boxes lids I open, distraught desecrating The fumes are penetrating, I am eructating... I vomit... I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents... I dig up cold earth, exhumed turfs I disperse... I initiate eager exhuming despite bad scents... The open casket reveals the rot Into weak stomach I slide my hands Intensifying fumes I like to snort Colon and small intestine Sliced and ripped out of the foul body Duodenum I minch - all should be treated equal Rotten stool and urine Spurt out of fermented organs I discharged and raped - putrified giblets disembowel Decrepit spleen and pancreas I've torn and gutted I eviscerate stomach and cysts Liver is torn and twisted - turning inside out A fermented offal discharge - Disembowel... Evacuated offal hastily wrapped in bags As basic for my culinary... Putrefied internal fragments, Fermented offal discharge... |