Stabwound Orgasm

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Smooth and attractive No need aphrodisiac Totally bisexual She already tasted it all Chorus: Self injury With a knife Taste of blood Stabwound orgasm Nymphomaniac Vaginal fury Don't care if he's a man Or a buxsom chick Chorus: Self injury With a knife Taste of blood Stabwound orgasm Got saturated Got sick of sex A juicy cunt Or a big dick Were not enough To make her pleased She wanted pain Beyond belief Cracking her legs Skinning her chest Wounding her arms 'Til making them bleed Nymphomaniac Vaginal fury Don't care if he's a man Or a buxsom chick Chorus: Self injury With a knife Taste of blood Stabwound orgasm Cracking her leg Skinning her chest Wounding her arms 'Til making them bleed Got saturated Got sick of sex A juicy cunt Or a big dick Were not enough To make her pleased She wanted pain Beyond belief

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Disguised by a soutane Prasing the name of god Concealing his perversity Behind a forced smile Respected parish priest None would suspect on him Keeping people away from sin He was just selecting Pedophilia with babies Anal sex with young boys Deflowering of harmless girls And necrophilia after all Deranged by tender kids Bloodfeast with easy preys Lacerating to feel their pain Quartering corpses for lunch Blessed by gore!! (x4) No witness could survive To his macabre vision of lust All cadavers dissappeared Buried, burnt or food for dogs A perturbed mind Chose church to kill A perfect alibi Left unpunished Blessed by gore!! (x4)

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Grown into a world Of preconceived ideals Father, mother, sister, Doggy and landscaped cottage Affectionless rearing His whole family Was like unknown Neighbours to him He applied to them By their first names No signs of respect Towards his own family Chorus 1 Totally scorned Ill mannered And restrained No human values No self respect A poor repressed Still at the age of 24 He didn't even drink alcohol Was proud of his virginity (but) in fact he was just fearful Of being able to fulfil In front of a naked woman So he decided to hate girls To cover his sexual problem Chorus 2 He hated friends He hated his parents He hated women He hated humans It was the only feeling He felt by his own Hate was his only Self pro-claimed virtue Was the easiest way To escape from reality No laughs, no love No signs of gratitude Chorus 1 Totally scorned Ill mannered And restrained No human values No self respect A poor repressed But in the eyes of his friends He looked like a normal guy He even seemed really charming Hiding his real inner feelings He was a perfect stereotype Of a potential psychopath A nice person from outside Natural born hater inside Chorus 2 He hated friends He hated his parents He hated women He hated humans

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

A realm of sickness - with rotting landscapes Gory red skies - nauseating air A hidden hell - for tortured souls Decomposition - is everywhere Chorus: Feeding from souls - of melting corpses Absorbing power - and evilness Amorphous being - mighty entity An eminence - in putrescence A long deep cave - (its) macabre palace Bleeding cadavers - instead of walls Blood, bile, pus - dripping around Forming the river - of rottenness Chorus: Feeding from souls - of melting corpses Absorbing power - and evilness Amorphous being - mighty entity An eminence - in putrescence A putrid stench - pervade the ambience Fermenting innards - decomposed limbs The twisted bodies - screaming in pain Soulless remnants - left to rot A realm of sickness - with rotting landscapes Gory red skies - nauseating air A hidden hell - for tortured souls Decomposition - is everywhere Chorus: Feeding from souls - of melting corpses Absorbing power - and evilness Amorphous being - mighty entity An eminence - in putrescence

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

Un nido de maldad y de crueldad, vida sin piedad. No pudo disfrutar de la pubertad como una niña más. Siete años de lucha sin cesar contra Satanás. Nada se pudo hacer para erradicar la semilla del mal. Una posesión sin una solución por la religión, al exorcismo había que recurrir para remitir. Cada convulsión, grito de dolor y de maldición. Por el útero había que extirpar el origen del mal. Exorcismo vaginal (x2) Desgarramiento de las entrañas sin compasión. Chorros de sangre al reventar su interior. De pies y manos, maniatada, agonizando. Sus ojos rojos expulsaban su gran dolor. La brutalidad del macabro ritual no pudo soportar. No solo arrancaron su demonio interior, también su vida. Era o no verdad que el diablo moraba en su inocente cuerpo, o pudieran ser simples ataques de esquizofrenia. Exorcismo vaginal (x2)

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Chorus 1: Anthro-pet-phagus (x2) Living alone with his pets A friendly dog, a quiet cat Breeding them like his sons He never had any problem His pets gave him the company No family could offer him Chorus 1: Anthro-pet-phagus (x2) Chorus 2: A sudden death, rigor mortis, frigid corpse No way to escape, no food to eat, a deadly fate Rotting cavader, smell of flesh, the only way They had to feed on, the man that once, feeded them Chorus 2: A sudden death, rigor mortis, frigid corpse No way to escape, no food to eat, a deadly fate Rotting cavader, smell of flesh, the only way They had to feed on, the man that once, feeded them Chorus 1: Anthro-pet-phagus (x2) His mom was worried after three months She had no news about his son When she came in and saw the corpse Rotting away and reduced to bones Lied on his bed and devoured His pets survived by his carrion Chorus 1: Anthro-pet-phagus (x2) Chorus 2: A sudden death, rigor mortis, frigid corpse No way to escape, no food to eat, a deadly fate Rotting cavader, smell of flesh, the only way They had to feed on, the man that once, feeded them

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Worthless drunk loser Withdrawn on his own misery Hater of mankind Despised any help to his suffering Neglected by society Left apart by his own family He even enjoys his state Eating shit and sleeping on the streets Pre-chorus Now he feels that he's totally free To unleash his own perversity And be what he wished to be A despicable human being Chorus: Uncontrollable homeless necrophile Aggressive homeless necrophile Abominable homeless necrophile Psychopath homeless necrophile Creating his own living rules Nobody's gonna tell him what to do No room for conscience or morality Only the strongest will survive Always struggling with other homeless For no reason With a knife in his pocket waiting for revenge But once he tasted the power of killing he couldn't resist Then he felt he had to kill and kill and kill... A simple argument Was enough to slay any man And when the victim was a she Then he had to free his sexuality Necrophilia was His fave act of brutality A cold and frigid corpse No screams, no face and obedience Pre-chorus Now he feels that he's totally free To unleash his own perversity And be what he wished to be A despicable human being Chorus: Uncontrollable homeless necrophile Aggressive homeless necrophile Abominable homeless necrophile Psychopath homeless necrophile

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

A fascination - for human eyes Of any colour - from any race A chest of drawers - full of dried eyes That he collected - from his girlfriends Normally a girl - lasted for a week Just time enough - to pull her eyes Didn't need sex - didn't need love Her pretty eyes - his best treasure Nice rotting eyes (x4) Tied on a stretcher - completely engaged Wide open eyelids - dilated pupils Nice rotting eyes (x4) Removing her eyes - with delicacy They'll be carefully - classified The eyeless corpses - were carbonized Nothing remains - just heir precious eyes Nice rotting eyes (x4)

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Beauty obsession Horror to decay She didn't want - time to pass Aesthetic surgery The only way - to keep youth Chorus: Deformed Human freak Monstrous Skinless Clinic was her home The surgeon - her best friend Transforming body parts No matter what - again and again Chorus: Deformed Human freak Monstrous Skinless But her skin - was getting - emaciated Every time - a surgery - was done She didn't know - her cells - couldn't resist So many - transplants - from others' skin Amorphous livid cheekbones Distorted burnt eyebrows Skinned bleeding bruised lips Crushed rotting tight nose Sunken scratched forehead Dislocated deformed jaw Her face was totally disfigured Beauty turned into rotting skin Her perdition was to be conceited Now she's got a horrid grotesque face Chorus: Deformed Human freak Monstrous Skinless Chorus: Deformed Human freak Monstrous Skinless

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Scatophagy The art of eating shit Is the ultimate Form of nourishment Countless ways - of feeding on With costless resources Like vegans - and vegetarians Just another philosophy Eat no meat - not even plants Careful with environment There's no waste - no useless scraps Recycling every single bit Coprotherapy (x2) As many tastes - as species Inhabit on planet earth Even urine - could be used To digest a hard piece of dung A healthy diet - an endless mine Of incalculable proportions The solution - to famine Is right on everybody's ass Coprotherapy (x2) Drinking from the drunk Eating from the eaten Your intestine is your stock With always warmy food Your sphincter does control Your daily dose of pooh Your fucking tiresome piles Tells you when's the time Bridge: (x2) Why this society Respect vegetarians And coprophagists Are considered pigs When will be the day When we equally compare Those who taste the shit To those who don't eat meat Scatophagy The art of eating shit Is the ultimate Form of nourishment

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

A perverse mind, with no remorse Frustrated boy, sexually repressed Confined into, his somber bedroom With a computer, and tons of games Sheer violence, an obsession Potential murder, fake misanthrope Annihilation, of human race A fantasy, through the games Pre-chorus Blood everywhere No survivors With cruelty Killing them all Virtual massacre (x2) A peaceful burger, riddled with bullets A football stadium, sprayed with napalm The underground filled, with lethal gas A supermarket, blown away Pre-chorus Blood everywhere No survivors With cruelty Killing them all Virtual massacre (x2) Virtual massacre (x2) Nobody knows, his identity No need to worry, it is not real A virtual game, but after all He's got his hands, full of red blood

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025