Cerebral Bore - Maniacal Miscreation lyrics
Tracks 01. Epileptic Strobe Entrapment
02. The Bald Cadaver 03. Open Casket Priapism 04. Entombed In Butchered Bodies 05. Mangled Post Burial 06. Flesh Reflects The Madness 07. Maniacal Miscreation 08. 24 Year Party Dungeon 01. Epileptic Strobe Entrapment
Held, against your will
With lights around you, so you shit your knickers Bound, by gods' design Epileptic fucking strobe entrapment Skinned Severed bodies make me cum Drooling over your cunt Severed bodies make me cum Epileptic strobe entrapment You will die here Epileptic strobe entrapment You will die here Pin your eyelids, watching the strobe Feel the brown skids, suck on my boab Feeling the pain, having a seizure Destroy the brain, there's no amnesia You sit in your cage of fear Bound by rope, fully locked, naked corpses being cocked Flame grilled flesh and ice cold beer Semi rocked, you're unlocked, fully hard and fucked a lot Killing... Killing you in mind, you will now be mine Spreading disease Severed in time, with the sound of my cock Snider condom, rapid slammed with a sock Creampied in the asshole, now you are sore Shit on my dick, good times, shit on my blade Feces... Hang your neck, let you go Playing mind games with your soul Retardation, suffocation Pain... Spinal form, reconfigured, constant poundings, mass infection Atoms smashed in, no escaping, bones are steeped in... Blood... DEATH 02. The Bald Cadaver
You disgust me
The bald cadaver, she is mine I will lick this rotting cunt False messiah, she is legion Time has come to burn them all Maggots infesting her hole Devour her insides! They writhe inside your body With glee they eat your organs raw Bow to me, ripping entrails, severed torso Feel my creed, body dead, fuck the head You are here to die, before me I will consume you, fuck you, you are dead! (Cancer ridden flesh) It is tore, on the floor (Retribution) Stamp on your face All your children lye in waiting, you will have your means no more.. You are, a marie curie bitch Colour of pee, big tits, racist Fuck the skin dome, To continue, I must sever, inches from you Now, you see Death has come for you and not for me She is weak, at your peak Trim back, the bed sheet, show me, your balding head In comes, junkie mom, she gets, fucked up You are the vermin of this earth You can't understand it's your time I decimate your bloody corpse Peeling back your skin I ejaculate on your face Lived here, died here, now you're gone 03. Open Casket Priapism
Cock, hard
As we start The strangest sight to behold Cadavers Cold flesh and rock solid boab A penis You've only seen in nightmares So solid, Old folk and children it scares Running around, from the cock of your dreams Fleshy, veiny, scary From the coffin into parishioners Watch them run, fucking scared of the boab Every step they take, they will be consumed You can't run, up the bum, check out the size of that chode Pinstripe suit, with a rip in the gooch He's come for you He's gone commando, no more shame Huge pants tent Morticians fault, he is the one to blame Open box, with a cock on the rocks It's a phallic pipe No more trousers, they are gone Bifkin cone Morticians fault, he is the one to blame We, we shall not survive, we will die We cannot have a future Flame grilled, served up for your dinner Cunt filled, fucked 'till dead, no more tread Spunk filled, creamy jizz on your tits You're now infested Filth... Feces, now you see, smothered on your face Milky spunk in your ears, you can't hear a thing Framing up the entry, it's your turn, feel the burn You'll have to wait, there a queue to see the pussy too Cunt It had cum Upon me I have no fear I will take it You cunt As we end There's nothing left to unfold Continue The story must be retold That penis A legend in it's own right No dreaming Screaming it's name out at night Open box with cock inside it You have witnessed something frightening Run straight from the chode Get what you're owed Spunk out my load Release It's the time for a reign in terror All the juices are flowing Just cause of the massacre It's what I do and I do it well Spinal fluid in a cup or two Priapism for the fuck of you Everytime I spunk my load A piece of me goes into you Fuck you You have no soul Cream pied! Open casket priapism is a haunting sight 04. Entombed In Butchered Bodies
I awake beneath a mountain of cadavers
Buried beneath the bodies Some bodies have been tortured All I have been raped and slaughtered Dismembered, broke and beating All of the organs have been eating Children nailed to the ceiling Gives my cock a real good feeling Maggots infesting the faces Making flesh a bit more tasty Flesh to eat just for me Broken human bone collection Heresy, blasphemy Zombies begin resurrecting Flesh to tear, skin to wear Mr Gein your teachings are so Dear to me, sickness sets free A dead flesh architect! [x2] Dead people taste good Just like chicken Dead people rise up To begin the feeding Dead people taste good Just like chicken Dead people stand up To infect us all! I have become infected Gruesome undead monsters crave my tasty human flesh A horde of zombies craving for a taste of something fresh Performing surgery with their teeth, swallow me Tearing the skin away, crave the flesh, oh so sweet Humanity away, leave me fucked on the floor My zombie craving's coming, give me flesh, I need to devour The flesh, lick up the guts Suck blood out of the cuts The flesh, lick up the guts Suck the blood out from the cuts! Ominous, we'll come out at dusk Riotus, horrific bloodthirst Out of the walls we will crawl with a thirst To devour the flesh of the humans we lust Chewing and swallowing, suck out the eyes Out of the flesh of the humans we'll rise! Underneath some wretched corpses Burst open the cunt In between some dormant thighs Vagina ripped open I have become part of something monstrous in proportion I await the day I'll get to feast on infant's flesh 05. Mangled Post Burial
Scattered limbs, no more hymns
Tombstone broken off, with my hands, I dismember you You're now inside me Box opened up, smell your corpse, I begin my work Exhumed Body rots, no escape for me, teeth ripped out, excitement with a scream You, weigh, tons, rapid cum, in Rigimortis, amagortis Skull, ripped, out - geez a snout now, you cunt It's my pleasure, buried treasure - mate You're my saviour, instant flavour Rapid, heavy belter, disgusting demise I have, mortician's gloves on, they fit me nicely, you'll see. Mangled post burial! Coffin in the grave, shoulders snapped, so you fit your clothes Dead you hold the key to my salvation Maniac, fantasy, six feet under, cum with me Bible soaked in intentions Laid to rest with your fear in your hands Intoxication of your evisceration Euphoric notions of white hot brands Writhing around in your scattered pieces Severed heads, bodies dead, I am full for I've been fed Finally - I've made you mine now Obliteration - In my wake Infamous - Only the dead will know Necrofacial! 06. Flesh Reflects The Madness
Cutting pieces of her off, stick them in her gut, shove it up her cunt
Slicing through her face, I cum Fuck her up the ass, fuck her up the ass Break her! [x2] Until another foolish victim stumbles into my kill path I will have to make do with what I've left of you Rape the messy corpse in the basement, I create my own world Where I become the god of the very existence I am Human I am God I will not stop until I am destroyed Consequence means nothing to me now Where the dead ones lie I can be seen Taking skin with me as a trophy now I become the one existence, masquerading in dead flesh I become the one existence, bow to the flesh devoured Flesh peeled back into a star shaped vessel Showering the ground with blood Chaos depends on this The flesh reflects the madness I become the world And the one existence Masquerading in your dead flesh The flesh will face the steel Hacksaw is here to make corpses of people The scourge of existence, craving the destruction of every man The blades will tear the face Horrific scarring will erase traces of former existence Humanity shredded to pieces, prepared for the feast I am human, I am demon, I am god, I am machine Flesh peeled back into a star shaped vessel Showering the ground with thick, black, dead blood Create monstrous madness Creation has been lost upon us Create monstrous madness Creation has been lost upon us Create monstrous madness Creation has been lost upon us Create monstrous madness Creation has been lost upon us LIGHT! Slicing off limbs with the sharpest incisor I can find Gore and blood and viscera all around the room The carcass lay upon a table, scalpels sticking out the eyes Origin of true compulsion will stay unknown I'll create art from the carcass and stay unknown Souls, destroyed and tortured Souls, destroyed, tormented, devoured Souls, destroyed and tortured Souls, destroyed, tormented, devoured Souls, destroyed and tortured Souls, destroyed, tormented, devoured Souls, destroyed and tortured Souls, destroyed, tormented, devoured Souls 07. Maniacal Miscreation
Intro: "It's shite being scottish. We're the lowest of the low. The scum of the fucking earth."
Carve a path unto obsidian - Insane creation of an abscessed mind Cities crumble in your wake -Have a cookie geez a sookie you cunt! Decimation! Fuck the weak, kill the meak - Pustule broke on top of me Engorgement of worlds Flesh, muscle, sewn on bone - A full monstrosity.. Created by a nut, stitching skin and surgical cuts - Abomination of man Scream, yelp, you can't run Death has come for you and me! Buildings are laid to waste, Now you are free Existence is fucking screwed, Creation will cease to be! Combustion at your feet - They are all.. DEAD! You'll get fucking jabbed! Cryogenic, rotting chamber -Where you once laid like a stillborn wean Came to life, killed creator - Severed heads are filled with shame Pish! Smash the city - cut them down to the ground Suck the titty - crimp one off when you cough I'LL JAB YOUR DA! 08. 24 Year Party Dungeon
Back in the mid 80's, Mr Fritzl had a plan
With bricks and mortar, build a cell fit for his daughter No room to stand, no need she'll be on her back mostly Prepare for winky, it's coming for you and it bears a tash On holiday, he suns himself in Eastern-Asia He's calm as fuck, he knows the screams and pain will go unhear She'll see, his evil pee-pee See, his evil pee-pee In-my-basement-you-won't-find-her-she's- ..my-daughter-i-must-ride-her-leave-my -semen-deep-inside-her-i-can't-think-how..-i-could-be-kinder Wet against her will, TIGHT! Hello Lizzy lets get busy, want some jizzy? Spunk! Joseph! Joseph, Fritzl, Fritzl, He is nice, Joe, Fritzl 24-years-of-fun She'll see, his evil pee-pee See, his evil pee-pee 24 Year party dungeon, 24 house of fun Find dead babies in the oven, mutant children starved of sun. AU-STRI-A First i plant my inbred seed, then i go to K-F-fucking C K-F-C!!! I eat chicken when i pump her fud, i love chicken, yum yum nice Zinger tower gives me the power, to deflower my own kids |