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cannibal corpse lyrics...worth a read

Discussion in 'Channel Zero' started by Zack Morris, Sep 6, 2001.

  1. Zack Morris

    Zack Morris Veteran Member

    Joined: Jun 23, 2001 Messages: 9,728 Likes Received: 4
    these are the lyrics to the tomb of the mutilated cd..you can get more at www.cannibalcorpse.net

    Tomb of the Mutilated


    Jack Owen - Guitar
    Alex Webster - Bass
    Chris Barnes - Vocals
    Paul Mazurkiewicz - Drums
    Bob Rusay - Guitar

    HAMMER SMASHED FACE


    There's something inside me
    It's, it's coming out
    I feel like killing you
    Let loose the anger, held back too long
    My blood runs cold
    Through my anatomy, dwells another being
    Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
    Brutality now becomes my appetite
    Violence is now a way of life
    The sledge my tool to torture
    As it pounds down on your forehead
    Eyes bulging from their sockets
    With every swing of my mallet
    I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
    through the cracks, blood does leak
    distorted beauty, catastrophe
    Steaming slop, splattered all over me
    Lifeless body, slouching dead lecherous abcess, where you once had a head
    Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
    You will never live again, soon your life will end
    I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
    facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half
    Crushing, cranial, contents
    Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
    Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
    Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
    Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions
    Suffer, and then you die
    Torture, pulverized
    At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
    To kill as I please, no one can stop me
    Created to kill, the carnage continues
    Violently reshaping human facial tissue
    Brutality becomes my appetite
    Violence is now a way of life
    The sledge my tool to torture
    As it pounds down on your forehead



    I CUM BLOOD


    Swollen with liquid
    Ready to burst
    A load of my lymph
    Will quench this dead body's thirst
    One month in the grave
    twisted and half decayed
    She turned a putrid yellow
    I pissed in her maggot filled asshole
    Fucking the rotting
    My semen is bleeding
    The smell of decay
    Seeps from her genital cavity
    The smell was unbearable As I unburied her
    I cum blood from my erection
    I feel it run
    down her throat, swallow
    Eyes glassy and vacant
    body dug up to play with
    Skin greasy and naked
    tonguing her rotted anus
    I need a live woman
    to fill with my fluid
    A delicate girl, to mutilate, fuck and kill
    her body exceptional
    she thought I was normal
    but I wanted more
    I came blood inside of her
    choking on the clot
    gagging on the snot
    gushing blood, from her mouth
    bloody gel leaking out
    Body buried in a shallow grave
    Unmarked for none to find
    The sickness I have left behind
    Undetected go my crimes
    The greatest thrill of my life
    Violent, climax Serging serum on my skin
    Back from the dead
    I am resurrected to spew, putrefaction



    ADDICTED TO VAGINAL SKIN


    A relapse of my body
    Sends my mind into multiple seizures
    Psychologically a new human being
    One that has never been
    Cursed by the shamen his voodoo spell has my soul
    My limbs go numb
    I can't control my own thought
    Are his now
    his evil consuming me
    ever telling me
    begin the clit carving
    Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie
    Knowing this spell can only be broken
    by the vaginal skins of young women
    I proceed to find the meat
    their bleeding cunts will set me free
    Warmth seeping from this
    Body
    Rotted
    After I sucked the blood from her ass
    I feel more alive
    more alive than I've ever been
    Even though now I'm dead within
    My mouth drools
    As I slice your perineum
    My body smeared
    With the guts I've extracted
    through her hole, came swollen organs
    cunnilingus with the mutilated
    My spirit returned from the dead
    Released by the priest
    but I felt more real when I was dead
    The curse is broken
    I have a dependence on vaginal skin
    It's become my sexual addiction
    I must slit, the twitching clit
    Rotted cavity hold the juice
    Between the legs, I love to carve
    My cock is dripping with her blood



    SPLIT WIDE OPEN


    Melting thoughts of disintegration
    Hitting deep her insistence
    to mutilate her newborn infants
    After giving birth her mind wasn't the same
    Slowly slipping away, a state of mental decay
    Family now complete
    Father watches on
    As mother dismembers her newborn son
    Dissecting the specimen, split I will explore, the
    body wide open
    Uncover carnage within, split wide open
    Virgin, untouched skin
    Releasing her rage
    That dwells inside
    tainted blood rushes through veins
    her body chemically changed
    Love was erased, on the edge of a butcher's knife
    The kitchen becomes a makeshift slaughterhouse
    every nine months she butchers one more child
    Reminders of the deceased, scattered through the home
    Bones and skulls of sons and daughters
    Genitals ferment
    In jars inside the cupboards
    for father to dissect
    No one will discover the murder they commit
    Children used like laboratory rats
    Sickening vulgar experiments
    She sees what others can't
    Probing the guts of her fetus
    Advocation of the pain
    Mutilating, draining veins
    Witness the horror
    offering to themselves
    Continuing murdering their own kind
    Never deny this fantasy life, they enjoy
    Addiction to this heightened state
    Post-birth psychosis
    disjointing her own children
    form the life they'll never live
    A massacre within her soul
    Struggling for control



    NECROPEDOPHILE


    I was once a man before I transformed
    into this molester, freshly deceased children
    You have born, torn by my rape
    The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse
    I will violate
    Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction
    I open the coffin
    Sick thoughts run through my head as I stare
    At the dead, over and over, I can't escape
    I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
    I cum in her cold cunt, shivering with ecstasy
    for nine days straight I do the same
    She becomes by dead, decayed child sex slave
    her neck I hack, cutting through the back
    I use her mouth to eject
    Here I cum, blood gushes from
    bleeding black blood
    her head disconnected
    As I came, viciously I cut, through her jugular vein
    She's already dead, I masturbate with her severed head
    My lubrication, her decomposition
    Spending my life molesting dead children
    Intercourse with infants
    Curing heads on top of spikes
    boiling skulls
    Skin sliding off of bones
    Voices
    The voices call
    Voices
    The voices are calling me
    Buried dead I've spiritually infected
    Call to me from beyond their graves
    Bleed
    I now bleed pus
    I bleed, the blood of the dead
    I bleed on her livid skin
    Thrusting myself within
    Beginning to chop through her hairless crotch
    Beyond what we know as death
    It haunts me everyday
    I hear the voice of every child
    That lies next to me decayed
    A fresh corpse, to fill with my infection
    Tortured before death, no orifice left unfilled
    Violated after death
    Virgin hole infest
    Anal pore spewing cess
    The sacred juice I ingest
    Your dead child I defile
    Necropedophile



    THE CRYPTIC STENCH


    Tearing at my neck my sharpened teeth pierce the meat
    My warm bloodied prey sustains my life for one more day
    The oldest of souls, left behind after life
    Before death I was nothing but human
    Indulgence in the blood, intoxicated from its drug
    It warms my cold soul
    Tapping the gushing sap, trickling down my throat
    Rejuvenation of my body
    No blood left to scab
    Now it flows through my veins
    Heaven I have found
    Fear in my grip
    Transcend beyond mortal
    The sweet blood
    I will swallow
    Draining the inner spirit
    Feasting on the power
    Knowing only pleasure
    Human blood I devour
    Ghastly beauty look into my eyes
    to reproduce with the living
    every century
    Impregnation of the virgin
    I drink the blood of the unborn
    Returning to my grave
    dragging my blood drained prey
    My body burns from the light
    Sleeping until night
    In my clutch, you greet me with open arms
    soon I will rip them off
    And drink the blood from the stumps
    Life and death are too clear
    but mankind is blind to see
    the twisted path of their own mortality
    Scripts of the dead Netherworld knowledge
    Rotten fragrance lingers
    Unleash the odor
    I have risen
    Vampire
    Zombie
    Sucking on Arteries
    body numbs
    One of my sons died for your sins
    Resurrect him so I can drink his blood again



    ENTRAILS RIPPED FROM A VIRGIN'S CUNT


    Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied
    I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony
    Eyes in the darkness
    Echoing their madness
    The sights that have passed before them
    Watching as though it has never happened
    Now I only listen to what is not spoken
    Murder, hatred
    Anger, Savage
    Killings I have caused
    more than can be counted
    orgies of sadism
    And sexual perversion
    Virgin
    Tied to my mattress
    Legs spread wide
    Ruptured bowel, yanked
    From her insides
    Devirginized with my knife
    Internally bleeding
    Vagina, secreting
    her blood-wet pussy
    I am eating
    on her guts I am feeding
    Mutilated with a machete
    I fucked her dead body
    The first and last
    Your life's only romance
    My knife's jammed in your ass
    As you die you orgasm
    Pass on to the dead
    Nerve trembling convulsions
    No longer looking human
    I never see them, but I know they're there
    Locked in my subconscious
    Obscene memories I thought I'd forgotten
    Haunting unrealities
    Tear at me
    Hold her arms
    Her mouth taped shut
    Screams unheard
    Out pour her guts
    Layers of flesh peeling away
    Languish in your own decay
    descriptions of my killings
    bone chilling
    Terror, tear, her
    Virgin cunt
    Virgins are my victims
    Their tight interiors I explore
    Sharpened utensils of torture
    Now inserted inside of her
    Sex organs extracted for eating
    On her liver I am gnawing
    Forbidden lust for guts
    Ripped from her cunt
    Tears of blood cry down her thigh
    I ram my fist inside her hole
    From her crotch piss now flows
    Rectum filled with shit
    I fucked her emptied body
    Until she became stiff



    POST MORTAL EJACULATION


    Suffering my only need now is to hang
    the rope does swing, hanging from the darkened ceiling
    Strangling, dangling from my twisted spine
    I knew I would enjoy death more than life
    My lids close tight, but the light blinds my eyes
    My body grows cold - my cock becomes erect
    Watching over my dead shell, from beyond in my own hell
    Caught between life and death, even though my body's dead
    I still feel the touch of flesh
    Given the choice to die or live dead
    Purgatory my damnation
    Climaxing at the resurrection
    Adipocere spurts from my erection
    Manifested in my rotted body
    Unpure spirit, dead among mortals
    I have risen from self-murder
    Only to rot and kill
    to break the necks of young women
    their cunts my pus will fill
    Acid burning through her crotch
    I baptize her face with my rot
    Then venom foams from her throat
    On my discharge she will choke
    Pulsation, my heart begins to beat
    Heaving, goiters start to secrete
    caustic odor, steaming gruel
    wallow in my infected drool
    Swollen pussing gashes
    Start to reek
    Puncture wounds in the back
    hacked up limbs, bones now crack
    Skin fillet from your face
    Breasts gouged out
    I fuck with your chest



    BEYOND THE CEMETERY


    Nude and violated I raped the life from her body
    Lying dead the insects bite her pale skin
    My marks of torture
    Left on my daughter
    Body badly beaten
    I remember
    My ropes and chains
    bruised her arms and legs
    I wiped her blood on my face
    her tender body I disgraced
    Slow strangulation
    her neck twisted and broken
    Abdominal lacerations
    Blood pouring from
    Abrasions
    Control of the mind
    feelings left behind
    dreaming inner hate
    I create an alternate state of the grave
    Scared to death
    homicidal premonitions
    horror fills you
    As your soul is ripped from you
    Dreaming my dream of death
    I cast the spell
    Intertwine your mind with mine
    Dreams become reality
    Enhancing the imagination
    Murder is my infatuation
    Killing off generations
    Families torn to pieces
    but the one they love
    Possessed by another
    My pleasure is to murder
    Entering your dreams
    through my spell they will bleed
    Night after night
    Reoccurring killings
    Sleep
    Someone wake me
    from this nightmare
    I've become my darkest fear
    Awaken to the sight
    of your hacked up family
    their spirits are trapped
    beyond the cemetery
    Bodies rotting, but I'm not sleeping
    Scream you're not dreaming
    Someone wake me
    form this nightmare
    I've become my darkest fear
    Came to life in my mind
    A world of darkness forever sleeping in this coffin
    Eternally dreaming......


    100% pure evil.

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    til I change my mind..STRAIGHT EDGE!!!!!
     
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  2. beardo

    beardo Guest

    those guys have to be rolling on the floor laughing when they write that shit.
     
  3. Zack Morris

    Zack Morris Veteran Member

    Joined: Jun 23, 2001 Messages: 9,728 Likes Received: 4
    sho nuff...these guys are all about shock value..I hope. i would love to go to one of thier practices and just observe how they come up with this shit...it would be hilarious.
     
  4. SayOne

    SayOne Guest

    you like deicide?
     
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