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cannibal corpse lyrics...worth a read

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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





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







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







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



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







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







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


The voices call


The voices are calling me

Buried dead I've spiritually infected

Call to me from beyond their graves


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








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



Sucking on Arteries

body numbs

One of my sons died for your sins

Resurrect him so I can drink his blood again







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


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







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







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


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


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.



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

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Guest beardo

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

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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.

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