1. infected fecies
there body coverd in this manner
rotting corpse without no stamnia
this chemical is defiled with the waste of a fucked up children
which lives are buryed neck deep of shit
there bloated corpse is ejecting fluids
through there torn prisoned rectums
why must it befoul ours lives
the rotten stench causes violented vomiting for many
there organs spew brown liquid from every oraphes
flowing from our bleeding anus
with the stench of a decaying body
devoring beyond its limit
this throne stands tall so that we can dump body fluids
to this royal palace
decapitated for the stench of many
we crusififed the living so that we may live to see there corpse
rotted to the core while maggots paralize there brain. rahhhhhh
this corpse has been devoured one last, time for the right day of time
there ass will cry blood like a river, killing the innocent and eating there skin
i will make a pile of corpses as high as the moon rotting fecies conjour my insides.
2. killed my a clever
smashing into your face as slicing a pumpkin is see the pink core rot like a apple.
decaying flesh is all but complete,
my final meal will be human meat
the blood is my gravy pouring through a virgins cunt
split your head oprn with a axe so blunt
ill feed your corpses to a bunch of horses
ripping the flesh and seperating it from the skin.
i see the blood spin from your open wounds
as i watch to maggots eat away at your flesh
as the killing begins
the slaughter house is full with blood stain tiles
the only animals left are the human carcasses hanging from the roof
the killing is done with none to spare
there limps are torn from there cold still body
and we watch while the remains of the violated cadavers burn and a hill of stench.
3. chestburster
you feel the mutant under your skin
it burys deep so ist harder to feel
they'll jump from there egg and onto your face
and finally when the squirming stops its burst from your chest and ribcage bending the bones through your skin
your just a host you must die so it can live
your the person whos lives in the cycle of death
and no one can stop a cycle of a killing spree
ripping,braking and eating away though your flesh
the general life of mindless killing that the alien eventually enjoys
when turn out to be its last with hope of respawning.
4. Scaple masscare
as i lie on the cold surgery bench with my blood running still
and wire's in my vains
about to belive there hope in my life i get ripped out of exsistance
but a man in a green smok so i get a scaple and slice down his face
killing the patients doctors anyone is sight there the ones that cause my pain
i shall kill all humans till i rest in peace
scaples stabbing through there grim prisoned face i cut through the bone that keep them in place
i smash there spines with the hammer of life ,
i put the cunts into peace not that i will get a glimpse they ripped me from heaven and when my duty is done ill be going to hell , deserves them right for playing god with my soul
i shall eat your soul and your bloody remains fuck your prisoned man made gods
I AM THE ANGEL OF DEATH.
. zombie manifestation
your re-animated corpse is risen from the ground
with ur skin peeled off and your guts hanging out.
you feed on the living and on there succulante brain
your drink there blood and feast on there rottin flesh
zombies take over the world and leave death in your past
and skull fuck the living
there human lives are over and the corpse life begins
they leave decaying limps in the street after moving there bloated carcass around
they started a zombie holocaust and they finished of the world
these undead creatures of the hell eat and mutilate us
there is no escaping evil in its place
ill rip off there decaying genitals and smash open there faces with a ice pick
the zombies rule my earth
there unholy march stands still
while the decease eats the flesh thats rotten and decayed
there zombie cannibals
in a world of there own
there mind is set to frenzy
there infected wounds vomit puss and slime ozzing from
you deeps cuts and open sores
they'll rip off your face and feed it to there zombie dogs.
All these lyrics was written by: Andrew Thomas
that song reminded me of the Black Dahlia (the biatch herself, not the band) that was found in a parking lot or something cut in 2 with grass forced inside her vagina o0.
