Tracks

01. The Holocaust Incarnate
02. Nailed Through Her Cunt
03. To Roast & Grind
04. Engineering The Dead
05. Eructations Of Carnal Artistry
06. Sphinctral Enthrallment
07. Skullfuck Crescendo
08. Exhuming The Infested



01. The Holocaust Incarnate

Music by Nick / Aborted
Lyrics by Nick
Why not trample the vermin crawling beneath your feet ?
Why not drown the parasitic rats which you lead ?
They leech on your back, squander the air you breath

Minced intestines, nail-pierced genitals
amputated limbs, urine injection
A misantropic murder mind
more corpses to roast and grind

Prisoner of war, casualty of doctinal gore
Block II-a moribund humans store

Anition through hibernal confinement
Don't ask what was this implants content
How long can a human being stand up straight?
At which point does medical intervention come too late?

Surgical experiments, the infernal doctor awaits
Ingrained hatred and pathological ingenuity it takes

Subordinate to the doctor of death
Hydrocyanic fumes shall fill your last breath
A genocidal strategy with immaculate tact


02. Nailed Through Her Cunt

Music by Nick / Aborted
Lyrics by Nick
Rancour fed I grasp her head
Hurl her ass against the wall
Merry thoughts I disenthrall
Taking my nails to devour her entrails

With excremental lubricant I force them down in her cunt
Violently piercing her insides - Emotions I can no longer hide
Feel the steel engrain - Enjoy the skewering pain
Anal crucifixion - Hammering
Suffer in humility - Piercing to the vaginal cavity
Sanguinary feces - Nailing

She regurgitates the blood - emerging from your sieved guts
Oligophrenic debaucheries - mutilations one never sees

Affectionate reminiscences - A canvas of carnal decadence
Expediting decay, defecating matter - Sphinctral impalement, lancing her bladder
Rectal and intestinal suffering - Lacerating delights I bring

Mutilated in her riddled ass - Remnants of what she once was
You dirty slut you get what you deserve
Defecating as haematemsia emerge

Meathook penetration - Rectal defenstration
A morbid row of guts & gore
With your mangled bowels scattered on the floor


03. To Roast & Grind

Music by Thijs / Aborted
Lyrics by Sven
Serialistic - Thriving on my lust to kill
A half gnashed torso skulpted at my will
Blood is pumping as I retract the cleaver
Necrotic fungus, man has found its redeemer

Enter into the realm of gore
Parisitic I feed on you worms
where love is cancer and apathy is bliss
I - am an artist of coital bile
forcing my ways into flesh with desire
Incinerations of those who stand amidst
more bodies for me to roast and grind...

Voluptiosly I trampled, rendered to snot
savagely I lacerate, grinding your fucking face

Aroused by the pile of chunks
I must satisfie my needs
the gasping wounds are grasping
around my flesh impaling cock
upon your cadaver I piss...


04. Engineering The Dead

Music by Nick / Aborted
Lyrics by Nick
Stroke of twelve rings out
Deep within the grave a shout
Scraping coffin lids beneath rorulent soil
Resuscitation of moral coil
Artifical rebirth
Shaking off the dust and earth
Resurgence from beyond the grave

Necrotomy of the long decayed

Haematobic corpse machines
Vivifying deceased human beings

Contrivance implantation
Nucleus of resurrection

Resecting mouldered viscara
Rabidly refining my cacaesthesia

Rapacity of man
The hunger of the damned

Stench of rotting flesh
Guts torn out of heaving chest
Carnal gluttony feeds the hecatomb
Earth gradually succumbs


05. Eructations Of Carnal Artistry

Music by Nick / Aborted
Lyrics by Nick
Random torture, suffer by my hand
Slicing and cutting, submit to my torment
Pierced with nails, wired to the celing
Reincarnated puppet, patched human being
Vacilating on the verge in a blaze of gory
Moulding the eructations of my carnal artistry

Gathering the insides, winnowing inferior guts
I sever and dismember, hack fervidly with gasping cuts

Muscular limbs, a perfect casket
The slenderest torso, how fanatic can I get ?
Diffirent corporal parts, agglutinated with suture
From a mental delusion to a morbid stature

Rashes of skin, stiched from within
I'm pulling the strings, resurgence spreads its wings
Veins are dangling, bloody chunks exfoliate
Its countenace purses, the artefact expectorates
My creative is urge fed by engineering the dead
Excessive gore is what I need
to nurture my carnarstistic need.


06. Sphinctral Enthrallment

Fecal obsession, Fixated on my own turds
sewed down the anus
forcing the crad to fester among my intestines
walking heap of human methane
ready to burst giving the impression of pregnancy
the turds start to revolt, taking over it's host
internal infestation propagating it's way
the intestinal walls colapse injecting veins with filth

walking human methane bomb ready to crack
as shit is oozing out of my pores, my colon walls to collaps
walking human methane bomb ready to hatch
shit is thrusting in my veins- cardiac arrest

Sphinctral enthrallment - shit pumping up the smothered rectum
Sphinctral enthrallment - internal bloodflow congested by feces

the pedestool randomly sprayed with feces and guts
a pittoresque canvas of coprophageous hordseuvers

bypassers repulsed by the burning anal scent,
all admiring this sculpture of steaming excrements
adding puke to the recipe

admiring this shinctral abattoir, victims of this coprophageous war
getting off the stench of bile and spunk, i sphincturbate and defile

sphinctral enthrallment


07. Skullfuck Crescendo

Music by Nick / Aborted
Lyrics by Nick
Abraising your eye socket walls
imploding your eyeballs
orgasm piercing through your brain
shining cum, perforating pain

I pull the trigger and I cum
with your head spreared on my gun
observe the metal coming near
the gory end of your moral fear

Riot-fuck the faecial breed
Hallowed be this cleansing dead
Frightened face splits wide open
Sickly pleased I shoot again

Cranium spread all over the floor
Chunks of brain slide from the door
i could kill every last one of you

Skullfuck you all is what I'll do


08. Exhuming The Infested

Music by Thijs / Aborted
Lyrics by Sven
Again I penetrate the graveyard soil
my necrotic needs are reborn
thrashing my way into the infested
I catch a glimpse of the dead
Choosing my fuckhole - an adrenaline brush

Forcing my pole into her cave, dyhadrated & harsh
Irritated by the decomposed urethra,
a mushier twat I seek

Amidst the heap of decaying matter
a bloated cadaver stands out
gnashing and bashing into these infested
festering wounds start to reck
I thrust her into half - Bathing in spunk

Thursting and pumping my maetpole
savagely I ejaculate, The worm invested cavities impaled
Congesting the crud beneath
The warmth of my seed, infiltration through the urinal tube
The parasites start to feed, orgasm achieved by the
gnashing of my beef

These corpses that now lie defiled I stalk this soil with lust
The next carcass heavily impaled, more dead tissue on my cock

Unsaturated by the ones below
Digging digging, eaten from inside
All that rots must clear my path...