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Pit of the Waste
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In this pit
Circle of waste
Would you dare?
Refuse to take
A part of it
The human...
Dead and tortured molecule
Discarded and ridiculed
Wasted pieces of you!
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The control is lost in a flash
Clueless of what happened
Both my legs are moved through the dark
Step by step I glide on
My stomach stabs me to the bones
The blood streams up my throat
Smell of flesh becomes savory
My soul seeks for tragedy
My nerves are dead, my heart's still like a corpse
My lungs are paralyzed
How could I walk without breathing?
Suddenly I seize some living man before me
And bite the back of his skull
What a pleasure to be dead
DEAD!!!
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Torturous Hours
01:33
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Torturing illusion in my mind
Recurring as I lay here
The tranquil present, it looks so kind
On this bed in this hospital
They rescued me from the hand of death
Stench of excrement, taste of cheesy pus
Rotten carcass still left in my breath
I exhale and bleed the perished soul
Rescued along with the stink and the fetidness
Of humankind, killing me inside out, I was already dead
From my lungs, through the windpipe
I can feel the crushed viscera
Condensed urine, thick excrement, defecated in my mouth
Scenes of those perverts around me
Dreams of what I wish I'd never see
As I lay here recalling them
I start to feel a sense of longing
For something I cannot believe
When disgust becomes a pleasure
When stench becomes a fragrance
All I want is a pleasantness to bleed
Those hours I spent in the dark
Were the best time I ever had
Those torturers were the liberators
The rottenness released me from...
This knotted world!
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The exact moment when he releases me
I glide through this dark elastic cave
Red stream carries me to the center
Of this complex of the living thing
Straight to the pole
I am the fatal eelish content
With power to kill, what you wish for
I wait in the dark room of the mighty reptile
Never turn back, never repent
Straight to the pole
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The Dark Gallery
01:20
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Lying, helpless and soaked with blood
I've become the deadly fantasy I created
From my own psyche
Left wrist cut open, with my skin looking pale
My pulse is fading, so is this what he felt?
Touch of the mucus underneath my body
Wet and sticky, this is my dead bed
I create on my own
Lying, helpless and soaked with blood
I'm my fantasy
The reporter on the tv led me to this dark gallery
But I found only emptiness
And the best I could do is recreate
The murder scene!
Lying, helpless and soaked with blood
I'm my fantasy
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Repulsive Pleasures
01:49
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I'm an expert of this art
Know it at my heart
All I do is cut it out
The excess of human flesh
One by one, the piece I touch
The drops of blood I shed
Its smell permanently branded
Deep into all my senses
Chop and chop, cut after cut
Every touch is my passion
Something's missing in this work
I can't concentrate
Something's wrong with this little cut
Something I can never fix
Pull it out, the skin of this man
Till the flesh spread its sweet fragrance
Pull it out, the skin of this man
Till the flesh spread its sweet fragrance
Paint the room with the pus
Fill the room with rots
Paint the room with the pus
Fill the room with rots
I'm the master of this perfect art!
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Abused and Blackened
01:55
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Pushed away, as a carrier of hateful cult
They try to force this detested status in me
While I do not belong to such mystic cult
Wander all alone in the woods among the wild things
In search of a shelter from those foolish pricks
Then beneath the big clouds of trees there
Stands a gloomy shack
I enter only to discover that it's not occupied
Only thing that is moving is this black strange creature
It looks at me and I hear these words
"Come here and take my flesh and blood"
It's impossible to resist
My hunger is the controlling side
I grab its legs, it screams fierce
The first bite brings my spirit back
Smear feast, fluid splattered
Witchcraft, the evil cult
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