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Intro
01:33
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2. |
Writhing Mass of Bodies
04:30
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Coldness, Darkness
Abound down inside my dungeon
You're my subjects
For my experimentation
Lab rats
for me to perform my crude science
Carving, grafting
Stitching body parts together
Playing God
Making new life
This is art
Creating the ultimate being
I am here
To solve a problem
Humans have
Stagnated in evolution
1 Body 6 Graves motherfucker
And when all the flesh begins to fuse
Your essences will become one
Smaller parts to form a greater whole
A disturbing but beautiful thing
It'll take time to adjust to the new body
But fifteen heads are better than one
With sheer will and tenacity
You'll learn to think as one
Fifteen heads are better than one
Fifteen heads are better than one
Fifteen heads are better than one
Fifteen heads
Your participation is paramount
For our species to reach the next step
In time I am sure that you will see
This necessary evil is the greater good
Now the time has come for me to begin
I will start by flaying off the skin
Let you separate creatures come together
To live your lives as a higher being
Your participation is paramount
For our species to reach the next step
In time I am sure that you will see
This necessary evil is the greater good
Now the time has come for me to begin
I will start by flaying off the skin
Let you separate creatures come together
To live your lives as a higher being
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3. |
Bestial Resection
02:30
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Primal savagery unleashed
Like a beast I tear into the abdomen
Slowly losing consciousness
You'll soon feel nothing as you go into shock
I must feed my hunger
I will taste the freshness of your flesh
Consume
Devour
Feast
I must feed my hunger
I will taste the freshness of your flesh
Tear out tissues from your body
The best way to treat myself
Tear out tissues from your body
The best way to treat myself
Tear out tissues from your body
The best way to treat myself
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4. |
Cleaved in Half
02:58
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Knocked out cold
Thrown into the trunk
Driven back to my
Cellar of pleasure
Dragged down concrete steps
Hoisted up by the ankles
Suspended and inverted
Legs pulled in two directions
Screams of pain flood the room
Reverberating off the walls
I retrieve my cleaver
My butcher's tool of choice
I swing wildly
There's no finesse involved
I slowly but surely
Chop my way through
Flesh and bone split
Blood and sweat pour
You're butchered and you have been
Cleaved in half
Cleaved
In
Half
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5. |
Death Knell
01:20
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6. |
Gore Decor
03:17
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Deep into the dark of night
I sneak into the cemetery
Shovel in hand, I begin my search
For the loosest dirt in the freshest grave
The best place to shop for my new decor
Awhile I wander until it catches my eye
The place with soil recently disturbed
The blade repeatedly pierces the ground
The anticipation has my stomach in knots
Dig
Deep
Seeing the freshly buried puts a grin on my face
Hauling the stiff back to my shed to begin my work
Filet off all the flesh to tan it into leather
Hack off the limbs to turn them into furniture
My meticulous eye sees how use the pieces
Toil until the dawn's first light appears
But my excitement keeps me motivated
My home will be immaculate
Gore
Decor
Macabre
Beauty
The arms and legs fashioned into lamps
From the skin I made the shades and upholstered a chair
The belt I've made of nipples is now big enough to wear
You're forever a part of my abode
I love what you've done with the place
Peace of mind from completing my project
Now I can rest and relax for awhile
Until I have a spark of inspiration
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7. |
Dying is a Privilege
04:16
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I hear you beg for death
Your pleas are all in vain
Killing alone isn't my aim
But it's to prolong pain
You're now in my realm
A plane of endless agony
Torture
Torture
I hear you beg for death
Your pleas are all in vain
Killing alone isn't my aim
But it's to prolong pain
You are battered
Dizzy from blood loss
I pause the beatings
Resume when you awake
You still beg for death
I refuse the request
I am not yet done
With this game of mine
Face is swollen
Unidentifiable
My living morbid statue
I have resculpted you
You ask me why; why I don't just end you
Because dying is a privilege
You ask me why; why I don't just end you
Because dying is a privilege
You ask me why; why I don't just end you
Because dying is a privilege
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