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Pigs
01:50
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Pigs
bloated piglike human form
bellies smeared in grime
necrocannibalistic scavengers
gluttonous feral freaks
twisting bodies in the slime
black lust in our eyes
juices dripping from our holes
stiffening tools begin to rise
arms and legs stripped of flesh
feeding with yellowed rotting teeth
slashed stomachs spread out for display
cum on the mess again and again
lick your hairy cunt and ass
join the two with a slash
shit oozes out the bloody hole
I jerk my stump with the bleeding foam
squealing like a little pig
I piss and cum and choke on it
chomping down on moldering turds
I gag and gargle on the rotting remains
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Dead Faces
01:25
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Dead Faces
dead faces look down at me from the walls
hollow skin masks with a vacant stare
I wear them just to feel alive
Just so I can face another day
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Black Blood
02:18
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Black Blood
I unearth the dead
cover up the tracks
in my grimy cellar
I begin to carve
arms stripped to the bone
cut away the balls
take the wormstung face
and wear it as my own
slice open the asshole
feeding frenzy starts again
revolting twisted sexual need
I finger my ass and feast on the dead
stick my dick in the severed throat
bite my lips 'til I bleed
cum on the faceless fucking head
vacant stare in my bloodshot eyes
there is blackness in my blood
voices aching in my head
slash the arteries again and again
to let the blackness out
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Bathe In Clotted Blood
00:35
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Bathe In Clotted Blood
Rape the dead and eat their flesh
wallow in the guts
rancid semen stills my thirst
bathe in clotted blood
suck on tits and flacid dicks
rimming rectal rot
fucking festered facial holes
covered with my cum
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Burnt Offering
00:59
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Drink Your Blood Eat Your Skin
Hung like cattle in rows
Hooks in your ankles
Smash your head with a hammer
Cut your throat to the bone
Collect the blood in a tub
Open your chest with an axe
Spill out the guts on the floor
Crimson rivers clot in the drain
Some I boil alive for fun
Squeal like pigs when forced below
Those who live will squeal, will squeal some more
as I pull the skin of their twitching limbs
Quivering piles of aching meat
I carve the flesh from your bones
Severed heads I mount on my walls
Useless remains are fed to my pigs
Drink your blood
Eat your skin
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Sewer Death
Ancles cut to prevent escape
Hands are tied behind my back
Dumped in the streams of sewage
I'm lying in the filth and grime
Festering wounds upon my body
Pus runs from the aching cracks
Left in the sewer...
To die alone...
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FUNEREALITY Skåne County, Sweden
"Prepare for bluesy, doom-laden death with gurgled vocals and raw, biting production. Menacingly slow doomy riffs hang in
the air and put a growing weight on the listener but are broken up by biting, aggressive segments with bluesy swagger."
The above was written as part of a review of "Til Death" by James Sweetlove for Cave Dweller Music.
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