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Coffin Maker
02:58
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Fresh corpse on the table
New coffin will be made
First I must embowel
before the embalming
for you to fit the pine box
Measurements I must take
Soaked in formaldehyde
Sired and sewn up you lie
Bloated and cyanotic
Cadaver is cut open
Necrotomy’s exhorting
To impregnate the corpse
necrocoitus obsessed
I thrust my bell end through
Cavum abdominis
Insection as i mate
COFFIN
MAKER
Postmortem gases encrust on my
erected member, I’m fixated on
Splanchnology as fornicate
The autopsy cleaved as I’m climbing inside
In depredation i lick lips perspired,
agog with incredulous smile
I shall now claim full possession of your
rotten flesh as i copulate and
sire
COFFIN
Formaldehyde high As i lie Aroused,
inside you I cum, we are one
MAKER
I want you to be my flesh coffin
You’re made to embower my seed
COFFIN
Now it’s my turn to make one
Embalming the semen filled
MAKER
departed now shut inside the pine box
I buried my coffin maker
Another one soon on the Table
Embedding for coffin maker
Now it’s my turn to make one
Embalming the semen filled
I want you to be my flesh coffin
You were made to embower my seed
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2. |
Boiled in the Womb
02:25
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Spilling arterial blood of the screaming trepanned.
Sinciput and gray matter splattered all about
Strapped to the wheelchair, a bistoury scalped,
With circular saw hole was bored at the top of her skull,
nearly splitting open the cranium, a drainage
tube is forced through lower jaw down her throat,
preformed is the unborn drowned in fleshy tomb, boiled
in the womb
Moan of the unborn
Melting in alvine cauldron
Boiled alive in fleshy tomb
Drowned inside the womb
Rummaging around
with scissors and a knife
into eplictical incision, a
Glass fixture is mounted
Turning her stomach
into the cauldron Adorn
with the manhole
replacing abdomen wall
Peccant desire to boil, the embryo, inside the womb
Preformed infant, to be decocted, stewed in alvine cauldron
Entrails inundated and turned into jelly
Hot water turns organs into a pulp
Blisters cover tiny head skin is peeling off
Meat is separated from the skeletal bones
Moan of the unborn Melt in alvine cauldron
Boiled alive in this tomb Drowned inside the womb
No longer is he Expected to be born,
boiled in the womb, boiled in the womb
Moan of the unborn
Melting in alvine cauldron
Boiled alive in fleshy tomb
Drowned inside the womb
looking through glass at the infant
floating inside human flesh tank
Fetus drowned and boiled alive,
His mother’s now a living grave a human aquarium
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Telepathically Raped
03:16
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Clairvoyance becomes a curse, torments imprinted psyche
Through subconscious bond, victims of bigeminal rape
Gemini affliction twins suffer barbarity
Parted but linked through telepathy…
Feel like being slashed, gashing wound across your face,
Your mind fails to grasp how these bruises form on your flesh
As i molest your twin sister she conducts suffering and pain
Assaulted and haunted twin victims of the double rape
Sphincter’s torn, bleeding from asshole hair’s pulled out from your head,
With each thrust i penetrated her, you experience phantom pains
Electrocuted and skinned her alive, i eviscerated
Preys of nefarious acts, one fucked but two are violated
Raped, disfigured and lost
I climax as my cock warps
against her bare tendons
proceed to mutilate, crushing
her tibia bones
a vanishing twin syndrome
Abused and bemeaned one has slowly died,
another is left bedlamite
In border line state of health, caught
In the wake of this sickened hell
In order for horrors to stop she’ll be lobotomized
Victim of symbiotic violation no one could prevent
Parted but linked through telepathy…
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Organ Donor
02:58
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Black mouth of the corpse froze in the silent throes
but occasionally
I bit off a piece of the flesh, as i performed my last cunnilingus
Now your flyblown shell awaits new organs implants
I ll stuff you with the new innards
hunt down, savagely gutted - unwilling organ donors
cut up, immersed in mire - disfigured female torsos
Replenishing flybait with the new vitals bile soaked
Intestines, wrapped in fleshy jars of fascia
From your ribcage kidneys,
Liver, colon soon to be hung, hepatic and renal transplants
are now attached enswathed in integumentary grafts
Full organectomy performed upon preserved
machete separated halves frontal and dorsal
Ravaged bodies kept in ombrogenous waters
Once they re pulled out from pond they would start to rot
Lungs fully metastized, open air oxidizes
Tissue of the gray matter
Rummaging through donor corpse reveling upon
The anatomized cadaver
Abducted. Gutted, disposed,
Ravaged from head to toes
Slain to be dissected,
the putrescence has claim your flesh but i did save
what little could be salvaged, sliced off your face
aiming to avoid advanced stage of decay
applied upon new skull, while in mire immersed
organ donors
stuffed your carcass with new innards reshaped,
sewn up, you are a keepsake of mine wedding beneath
the mire surrounded by organic prosthetics in dough
skin coverages witnesses to our marriage
dismembered their torsos
female organ donors
kidnapped, disemboweled
for my bride revival
in rapture we drown in the swamp as we copulate,
and become
seamless whole at the bottom, embraced
in slime, entwined
in intercourse, surrounded by
organic prosthetics in dough
skin coverages witnesses to our marriage
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5. |
Quartered Clockwise
03:16
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Pain around the clock in inchmeal manner
Entrails spooled upon the trotting seconds hand
Crippled by a moment, gears keep reeling
Machining of undoing concise with the hand of a minute
Your tortures abound as the pendulum of death is swinging,
Methodically dislimbed nailed to the dial plate
Half past life, a quarter to dead
Amputation time bound you are screaming
Another hour another limb
at 2 o’clock left arm was savagely cut off
at 4 razor blade arm dismembered hip at the waist by
6 pm a clock cuckoo punctured your cunt at
8 and 10 your right leg and arm went severally
The clock upon the wall ticking life away all the while marking precise touches of death
As appointed hour strikes you
get short of a limb All extremities torn
you are trimmed to a stump
Its almost time to die, it s the final countdown
I ve been biding my time, and you ll be quartered
Tortures abound quartered clock wise
As the hour strikes amputee dies
At midnight clock arms have crushed head
Trunk’s torn off by dropping clock weight
At 12 o’clock, life abandoned the stump
You were butchered on birthday night
died with the twelfth strike
The pendulum is still grinding bones repeatedly
The clockwork apparatus keeps metronomic beat
Lunacy induced hypnotic rhythms
Pendulum’s still grinding and im still grinning…
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6. |
Mutual Mutulation
03:58
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Clawing at his eyes, attempting to separate head
from his twitching body, ecstatic, she squirts
Bits of his foreskin stuck on her broken teeth,
castrating him with shears
Severing scrotum sack!
Completely undone, reduced to the stumps
In frenzy of sadomasochistic lust
Penis is torn out with the wrecking bar,
Skewed groin burns and bleeds
As she defecates, sitting upon his face,
Her anal cavity obstruct his breathing
Beating her face into bloody mask
across her vagina meat cleaver has left
a longuitudal cut, forming a large
Plus shaped avulsive wound
Resecting out vagina,
followed by uterus and ovary
Her abrasive sanded groin’s,
now shaved with the bench plane
Varicose veins burst, in a
furious gust various
stab wounds result in puddles
of blood of the Copulating
sadomasochistic lust
mutual mutilating desire
apoplectic bust, agony
of the pain triggered orgasm
please as the bleed each other
Doubled up slowly dying
groans and screams became one
Their torment is so symbolic
Incinerated and turned to ashes
Their remains now filled the hourglass
The torture now is timeless,
Never does stop mutilation
Cleaver whacked cunt is shaved with the plane
Blunt forced applied, to sever his scrotum sack
Orgasms indulged reciprocal crippling
Harm inflicted pleasure in abundance
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7. |
Grave Begotten
02:50
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Abortive embryo screams
premature fetus alive
Syphilic child, born of rape
The wretched bastard of brute
Sandwiched between dirt and gore
The soil is pushing you out
From your mother’s rotted cunt
Through the ordure of the grave
A grave begotten flybait
A grave begotten wormfood
A grave begotten garbage
A grave begotten bastard
Shoved back into the dirt
To decompose in the hole
Stamp my boot down on your face,
With force i trample you in
Bastard, A grave begotten
garbage, A grave begotten
wormfood, A grave begotten
flybait, A grave begotten
Ridden with gangrene, flesh is turning green
For maggots to feast, nesting of vermin
You re just a grave filler, for larvae to breed
Earthen repository, A short lived human meat
abortion survivor
Now corporeal morsel
A grave begotten
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8. |
Signal 46
03:37
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gore scenes so riveting
Signal 46 has been received
Multiple counts of deceased
The camp was built in 2004
First victim kidnapped in 2010
Cadaver dogs have lost their sense of smell as they have found
The place, my underground cage of martyrs, excavating!
These slimy remains, coroners have been unbeknownst
to what lied ahead, as ichor hit the nostrils
Stopped, dead cold in their tracks, numb with terror, weak in knees and stomach many fainted staring into the ghastly waif, and uncanny gory grim scenery, way too violent
Bouquet of foul odors emanating from unidentified fossils of many female mutilated corpses crucified
Upside down to be raped then buried alive while these female ravins were still drugged then tossed in fire uglified, beheaded and defiled, all there is left now mere
Heap of fumiferous bones victims discovered are believed to be hunt down disfigured, dismembered, disemboweled and quartered, gore scene so riveting
Multiple counts of the deceased, gore scenes so riveting
Investigation unit shocked and appalled as grim excavations carried on
A downward tunnel led them to, withered remains of the headless trunks carrion beetles swarming upon -
Dead and dripping strain of flatliners skinned and butchered, hung for sampling
Gutted bodies decayed underground bones and skulls were found only years later
gore scenes so riveting
Hunt down and hacked up
Blood drained and blood drowned
My murders will remain unsolved
Perpetrator will not be found
For the last 10 years women remained missing
I raped and killed and ate them all
Signal 46 has been received
Multiple counts of deceased
The camp was built in 2004
First victim kidnapped in 2010
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9. |
Sylvian Columbarium
02:55
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laid in the coffin I carved in the oak
last remains slowly burning, woods in the smog
Ashes of embryo inside the tree trunk
fetus extracted blood fixing its barque
Newborn disappeared snatched from maternity wing
Ripped out of the puerperant belly through the tubetomy
pregnant mother's surgical evisceration
paired with her offspring cruel molestation
bind torture kill by accoucher pedophile
the wife's skull is impaled upon the husband's spine
gone berserk, my comorbid pathology's fully pronounced
what was a Birthing home once, has now become a slaughterhouse
Blood smeared floor, door, walls and all over the mangled corpse tossed
in the corner the chloroform narcotized mother died in throes
disfigured kids, half rotted bodies
deposited inside the bifurcated trees
incinerated they slowly burned and died
woods in the smog of the decomposed
nude and ingrown, bare bones became boughs
sanguine effigy of the stillborn
EVIL
truncated embryo continue to violate
defiled carrion cranial contents I ate
charred torsos fused with tar black caudex
twigs growing through the infants' genitals
a druid kindergarten adorned with their craniums
Graveyard of the unborn a sylvan columbarium
nobody heard them, - raped in the grotto
devoured and burned them, - raped in the grotto
pregnant dismembered stilborn - raped in the grotto
slaughtered now rotting, - raped in the grotto
grove s turned into sylvan columbarium
the effigy of the stillborn my moribund bloodline
forever in limbo, placenta wrapped embryo
kidnapped by accoucher pedophile,raped in grotto
buried in sylvan
columbarium
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10. |
Bringer of Snakes
02:24
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bringer of snakes
bringer!
I ve got a lot of deadly snakes
I have let them all out!
bringer of snakes
Beware of them
bringer of snakes
Beware!
Beware of them They’ve deadly poison
Watch out! They bite you dead!
I am a
bringer of snakes
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Svanrenne Music Saint Petersburg, Russia
Independent metal label. Exclusive dark. Formed in Saint-Petersburg, Russia in 2020 when dark times coming over the world to follow you with us into apocalyptic tunes
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