Written by Don Martin on 11.03.2010 at 22:25

Brain Drain

Hose to the head
Soon to be dead
Full sucking power
You react slower

(slow part) You can see...
Your own brain
Running through the hose...

Vomit in disgust
Still the hoses suck
I don't care
'cause I'm a sick fuck!

Well, at least it rhymes.

Oh, PS: I wrote this aged 12 or 13. (14 ain't much better, but still...)

I liked it.Shit with your permission I'd use it.

Written by [user id=107022] on 14.08.2010 at 15:43

Written by Don Martin on 11.03.2010 at 22:25

Brain Drain

Hose to the head
Soon to be dead
Full sucking power
You react slower

(slow part) You can see...
Your own brain
Running through the hose...

Vomit in disgust
Still the hoses suck
I don't care
'cause I'm a sick fuck!

Well, at least it rhymes.

Oh, PS: I wrote this aged 12 or 13. (14 ain't much better, but still...)

I liked it.Shit with your permission I'd use it.

It's kinda Autopsy styled eh?
Hmm, I dunno. Thinking about starting my own band and modifying it a little bit, if you modify it a bit too, you sure can use it

Written by Don Martin on 14.08.2010 at 22:37

Written by [user id=107022] on 14.08.2010 at 15:43

Written by Don Martin on 11.03.2010 at 22:25

Brain Drain

Hose to the head
Soon to be dead
Full sucking power
You react slower

(slow part) You can see...
Your own brain
Running through the hose...

Vomit in disgust
Still the hoses suck
I don't care
'cause I'm a sick fuck!

Well, at least it rhymes.

Oh, PS: I wrote this aged 12 or 13. (14 ain't much better, but still...)

I liked it.Shit with your permission I'd use it.

It's kinda Autopsy styled eh?
Hmm, I dunno. Thinking about starting my own band and modifying it a little bit, if you modify it a bit too, you sure can use it

Thanks! My modification would be to do the lyrics in a doom style.

Written by [user id=107022] on 15.08.2010 at 09:20

Written by Don Martin on 14.08.2010 at 22:37

Written by [user id=107022] on 14.08.2010 at 15:43

Written by Don Martin on 11.03.2010 at 22:25

Brain Drain

Hose to the head
Soon to be dead
Full sucking power
You react slower

(slow part) You can see...
Your own brain
Running through the hose...

Vomit in disgust
Still the hoses suck
I don't care
'cause I'm a sick fuck!

Well, at least it rhymes.

Oh, PS: I wrote this aged 12 or 13. (14 ain't much better, but still...)

I liked it.Shit with your permission I'd use it.

It's kinda Autopsy styled eh?
Hmm, I dunno. Thinking about starting my own band and modifying it a little bit, if you modify it a bit too, you sure can use it

Thanks! My modification would be to do the lyrics in a doom style.

Do as you want, are you in a band btw?

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Do as you want, are you in a band btw?

Several, Perverse Imagery (Doomcore?) Sadistik Oranges (Comedic Death Metal) Cannot Eat a Canadians Soul While Ridding an Amtrak Across Russia (Metalcore)! None of these bands have any albums, mostly because there all one man projects and I'm very lazy. If you were any where near Satantonio Antarctica I'd ask if you would like to contribute. But since your in Belgian in SOL.

I've been writing crap like this for some time now. I make up bands to go with it.

Here's one I call "Skull Necklace":

Mauled with an axe
Skull cracked open, blood leaks out
Grab a saw, cut pieces of the bone
A skull necklace of my own

Dip it in blood
Send them to unholy cults
A small gift from the sick
A small gift of dominance

My own skull necklace [x2]
My own way to bring fear
To bring hate
To bring repulsion to the living

Just me and my skull necklace
Beads of human bone
String of decomposing skin
Yes, just me and my grim old skull necklace

Written by Got Mayhem? on 11.03.2010 at 03:18

Wrote this for English class once. Went over pretty well if I remember correctly. "You're fucked up bro" is a positive comment right?

The Devouring Fear of Life

Neural deconstruction, mental termination
Consciousness slowly ripping
Behold my masterpiece; Hallucinogenic evisceration

To be awake is to be Alive
To be aware is to wish to die
Embrace your physical ulcerations
The universe is your Hearse

Scrambling to piece together cranial disarray
This heaving mass of anatomical pattern
Strives to abandon it's useless self

Madness envelopes this disemboweled mind
Frantically mangled and putrefied
Carving catacombs of nothingness
You become a memorial of slaughtered desires

Surgical precision matches barbaric battering
Reverting back to primal paths
Has not escaped the reality of death
A message to others:
We all follow the same decaying path
Violence is our most primal trait
Once we fall we do not rise again

Searching for meaning within pathetically human limits
You've abandoned the bovine human herd
As you fester your realize what you need to become
The carbonized caricature of what you could not achieve

The brutal truth batters an already diffused consciousness
Inter Mortis begins as you struggle to scream
Cyanosis paints a mural on your flesh
A garbled effigy surfaces as you become a pathological puzzle
A cold mannequin...

Comments would be appreciated. I actually like this piece alot.

wow! this is real good stuff, gore with some intelligence....thats hard to find

I usually dislike gory lyrics, mainly because of Cannibal Corpse. However, I enjoy Autopsy and Necrophagist gore.

I'm working on lyrics for a song called "Darkness I, In Entrails Cloaked"

Written by Vlazreus on 18.08.2011 at 06:01
I'm working on lyrics for a song called "Darkness I, In Entrails Cloaked"

Plan on sharing them once they're completed?

I wrote you guys a little ditty about flesh-eating disease

Debriding of the necrosed flesh
Scraping away, cut the bone
Disease that devours, swallowing rot
Cut you to pieces to keep you whole

The stench of death is in the air
Blackening skin, fat liquification
Strip off the skin, the rotting muscle
Battlefield of the consuming invasion

Rotting pile of dying flesh
Violated by machines
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring diease
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring Disease

Purulent dischange,
The festering wound
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring Disease
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring disease

No arms no legs, no way to scream
A slow amputation, by degrees
Seeping fluids, the flesh peels back
Lay bare your mortal anatomy

Your only thoughts are suicide
Just slit yourthroat, asphyxiate
Slice the belly, tear the guts
Decomposing before the grave

Tear away the dying flesh
Turn off the life support machines
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring diease
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring Disease

Endless hunger
The conquering worm
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring Disease
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring disease

(x3-5, suggest getting louder/faster)
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring Disease
Devoured
Devoured
Devouring disease

Written by Got Mayhem? on 11.03.2010 at 03:18

Wrote this for English class once. Went over pretty well if I remember correctly. "You're fucked up bro" is a positive comment right?

The Devouring Fear of Life

Neural deconstruction, mental termination
Consciousness slowly ripping
Behold my masterpiece; Hallucinogenic evisceration

To be awake is to be Alive
To be aware is to wish to die
Embrace your physical ulcerations
The universe is your Hearse

Scrambling to piece together cranial disarray
This heaving mass of anatomical pattern
Strives to abandon it's useless self

Madness envelopes this disemboweled mind
Frantically mangled and putrefied
Carving catacombs of nothingness
You become a memorial of slaughtered desires

Surgical precision matches barbaric battering
Reverting back to primal paths
Has not escaped the reality of death
A message to others:
We all follow the same decaying path
Violence is our most primal trait
Once we fall we do not rise again

Searching for meaning within pathetically human limits
You've abandoned the bovine human herd
As you fester your realize what you need to become
The carbonized caricature of what you could not achieve

The brutal truth batters an already diffused consciousness
Inter Mortis begins as you struggle to scream
Cyanosis paints a mural on your flesh
A garbled effigy surfaces as you become a pathological puzzle
A cold mannequin...

Comments would be appreciated. I actually like this piece alot.

"Cyanosis paints a mural on your flesh", ok I love that line. I think a few lines ran a little long, but you've got some really vivid imagery. From what I'm getting here, the overall picture is massive blunt-force head trauma and the last desperate firing of jumbled neurons? The higher brain functions gone before the primitive parts of the brain. Or at least that's my interpretation.