Slaughtercult

Once upon the slab The torso starts to swell as entrails bloat After the toes are tagged Crepitus is the smell that has you clutching your throat Irrigate flatus, foul, tepid splatter... Decrepit Crescendo Flatulent emanations so rank The air's turning sour as the bowels start to leak The morgue is now fetid and drunk The stench overpowers, such a noxious, nauseating reek Crepitating stiffs, take another whiff... Decrepit Crescendo The hypertrophic cadaver erupts With a curdling stench as it's bowels starts to vent The creaking anus ernits a stench so corrput Your guts will be wrenched 'til the intestinal tract is spent Putrid odours emanate, from beneath the mortuary drape... Decepit Crescendo

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

Fahrenheit facilities my endeavour To seal the abhorrent aperture forever... Chastity assured, regardless of desire Misshapen fidelity, forged in fire... Melt and weld...Raze and smelt Blistering crotch...Searing hot... Forged in fire - Formed in flame Sex will never be the same Forged in fire - Formed in flame You will never f**k again Blistering and boiling vaginal skin Eternally sealing this gateway of sin... Scalding and melding her minge Smell the acid reek of pubic hair singed... Melt and weld...Raze and smelt Blistering crotch...Searing hot... Forged in fire - Formed in flame Sex will never be the same Forged in fire - Formed in flame You will never f**k again Crumbling crooze...Crack and ooze Black as tar...Forever scarred Smoking groin...Splattered loin Molten orifice...Now I seal your lips...Forever... Fluxing flesh collapses under its own weight The molten labia majora with my blowtorch I liquidate The vagina rendered impenetrable The blackened clitoris is unmendable Waxen labia now gelatinous and congealed The faithless breach at last is sealed Forge the seal...the flesh now peeled Bubbling flesh starts to glut...Castrated vagina now shut... Forged in fire - Formed in flame Sex will never be the same Forged in fire - Formed in flame You will never f**k again

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

A crush course through your cranium Trial and error, wear and tear, through your cerebellum Hacking - slashing Saw through bone, tear through gristle Carve my way through muscle tissue Cleaving - gouging A lesson in pathology I deconstruct your anatomy For you - a premature autopsy For me - a lesson in pathology Postmortem performed haphazardly Draining ichor sprays erratically Forensick medicine is lost on me I need a lesson in pathology Though this carnal curriculum I pass Suppurated blood congeals in a moist, fetid mass... Gagging - choking A lesson in pathology Embalming fluid sprays all over me Making a mess of your necropsy Just another lesson in pathology This is a medical atrocity Screams echo in mortuary Extracurricural necro-sodomy A painful lesson in pathology This will be your truly final exam Butchered by numbers, carved up by hand Dismemberment is par for this course of instruction Chopped, minced and ground beyond hope of reconstruction Scored, scoured and scarred with high marks Along the lenght of unrecognizable body parts... Gutted, butchered... Your remains have failed me - there is nothing left to maim I've learned nothing from this lesson, and I've only the dead to blame Your chapter closed, it's time to decompose A lesson in pathology I deconstruct your anatomy For you - a premature autopsy For me - a lesson in pathology Postmortem performed haphazardly Draining ichor sprays erratically Forensick medicine is lost on me I need a lesson in pathology!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

Hacked to pieces they found her Or rather, they scraped her off the floor Bits of bone and brain around her And the whole room was splattered with gore Her death was pitiless and violent Bludgeoned beyond recognition Her facial features crushed, her brain beat to mush Her last moments were truly perdition Picking up the chunks of the bodies left behind Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will find So many bits and pieces in death's dark design This axe was made to grind... The next piece of puzzle was even more brutal I hacked up her bowels with a grin Her struggles would prove so tragically futile Oh, how she squirmed as she was done in Even the coroner found it quite savage When he saw what forensics uncovered A few pieces was all they could salvage Out of the red running gutter... The next clue in this forensic jigsaw Arrived on the slab quite the worse for wear It was all they could manage, to find something to lavage So little of her carcass was there... Picking up the chunks of the bodies left behind Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will find So many bits and pieces in death's dark design This axe was made to grind... They scraped the remains into Ziploc bags Collected for autopsy No blood on the axe, I covered my tracks Nothing will lead them to me... A grotesque enigma carved from human flesh and bone Death is the final hand we'll all dealt From the grizzly aftermath, of this heinous bloodbath The only answer's the puzzle itself... Picking up the chunks of the bodies left behind Senseless carnage and bloodshed is all they will find So many bits and pieces in death's dark design This axe was made to grind...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

I scrawled an ode to this mortal coil In scarlet upon your back I gnarled in code with dreadful toil A parting verse so black... Ivory skin streched out before me In frozen fields of pallid grace Livid eyes rolled back and silently implored me From out of your jaundiced face Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard The time has come to mince more than words Parting words don`t often cut this deep Engraved on your back, the secrets we`ll keep Though you`ll never read these empty words Upon the slab you lie so still They don`t cut as deep as you deserve Poetic licence to hack, maim, and kill... The porcelain flesh that enshrouds you remains Were both my parchment and my muse Now incarnadined hand I penned these lines As best I could well manage I cruelly carved out these designs What words are worth in tissue damage... Carving in crimson with scalpel and rasp Sculpturing your flesh into your epitaph Your corpse tells its tale in blood, pus and grume Spilling out secrets you should take to your tomb A carnal epitaph perhaps best left unheard The time has come to mince more than words Parting words don`t often cut this deep Engraved on your back, the secrets we`ll keep...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Purulent necromorphism takes hold As curdled innards turn yellowish with mold Autodigestion of entrails and liquefaction Decaying viscera collapse in colonic compaction Sludge and grume - Viscous gore Pyomorphism rots - To the core Spawning ground - For grubs and worms Infested gut - In your grave you turn... Bowels bleeding black - As they are consumed Intestinal tract - splatters all over your tomb Consuming impulse - The larvae are gorged The corpse starts to convulse - Dinnertime in the morgue Gelatinous hulk, once bone and flesh Your body rotten, there`s nothing left Totally decayed, your carcass consumed This grotesque end to which we`re doomed... Dissolving guts - putrefactive grunk Nest of maggots - In your trunk The deadened guts - They make their womb Necrosis borne - In the tomb Rotting away - Turn in your grave Infernal decay - Burn in your grave Necrosis sets in - Let there be rot Pyosis begins - Left there to rot Bowels absorbs into the turmorous, amorphous mass Dissolving proteins break down in the morass Death becomes you in quite a ghastly way Held fast in the decrepit grip of decay Bowels bleeding black - As they are consumed Intestinal tract - splatters all over your tomb Consuming impulse - The larvae are gorged The corpse starts to convulse - Dinnertime in the morgue

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

You`ll fester forever in this forensic hell Sempiternal suppuration, throax starts to swell Purulent perdition, the body`s fluid coagulate Half dissolved gizzards oozing on my plate Slathering the chyme and pyathoric grume Your Last Supper is meal that turns my table to your tomb Imbibe the fedit fluids and gorge myself upon the guts Ravenously I stuff my face, my gullet starts to glut! My meal congeals, my nostrils reel, flesh is all I need Spoon the grume, stole from the tomb, bute the hand that bleeds Sputter, spatter, supper, splatter, slurp the sicky swill Chyme after chyme, at feeding time, I always eat my fill! Fester Forever Gored, Devoured and severed Eat, drink, and be marry For tomorrow we die Meat is just flesh, only temporary On its pulpous provisions we dine A carnal cornucopia Of maturating bowels and offal The bitter rasp of decay`s pungent taste Permeates every putrid mouthful My meal congeals, my nostrils reel, flesh is all I need Spoon the grume, stole from the tomb, bute the hand that bleeds Sputter, spatter, supper, splatter, slurp the sicky swill Chyme after chyme, at feeding time, I always eat my fill! Fester Forever Anatomized, gnawed, and dismembered Ribcage pried apart and sundered open wide The pulmonary splatter platter is served Mucu-purulent morsels of viscous heart and lung A fell feast that is quite ill-deserved If meat is murder, then cannibalism`s carnage My seven corpse meals are an excess in death I rise from my table soaken in the fluids of the deceased Bile hangs hot on my breath Fester Forever Gored, Devoured and severed

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Step by step, death by death The end draws closer breath by breath An ichor-stained fate from which you won`t be spared The crimson labyrinth in which we`re ensnared... Behold- In shattered mirror what you`ve become Only now at the end- Can you see how terror runs... Blood runs cold Horror runs wild Your life runs out Death runs- Deep red Your existence ebbs in a scarlet symphony Your parting words gasped in dismal necrony Any hope you had to survive has now died Gagging on blood as you swallow much more than your pride... So many times- I fantasized About you so many ways- To take your life! Blood runs cold Horror runs wild Your life runs out Death runs- Deep red Blood runs cold Horror runs wild Your life runs out Death runs- Deep red

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Your abdomen punctured just beneath the chest To access the gizzards he soon will infest This gurgling oblique aponeurosis is split By an influx of patogens through the hypogastric slit... Infester Your entrails reviled as they`re plagued and infected By diseased bacteria he has injected Forced to play host to neurotropic grime Your innards now plagued with pathogenic slime... Infester Organs sputter and spasm drowned in the cess Sphinctral vlaves clogged by this viral excess Your abdomen bloats with virulent eruption Discontented intestines crepitating in corruption Eaten from the inside out your life`s being consumed Festered rot in your guts turns your body to your tomb... His handiwork your funeral, he watches with a laugh Sardonic smile across his face as you wretch your epitaph... Within yourchruning belly necrosis necrosis spreads and thrives An excruciating way to die: Infested alive!!! Infester

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

To have and to hold after death's done its part In a grave lying cold there remains my heart In sickness and stealth I come for conjugal exhumation Disinterring my betrothed for postmortem consummation To love and to cherish, though rotten and perished For richer or poorer Even though I abhor her... In a chapel we were wed We found marital bliss Now in this chapel of the dead Again we shall kiss... Drawn back to the mausoleum, to rekindle love's icy flame A dutiful bridegrume's devotion, to the corpse who bears my surname By night it's her embrace that I crave, our conjugal deathbed is her grave By undying love I am depraved, I am the casket's slave On one hand is my revulsion to these sordid tomb trysts On the other is a gold ring that sill binds me to this Necro-nuptial bliss is hard to find often Our second honeymoon was spent nude in this coffin My loving memory lives on in ways some would deplore Since she has passed on, death is all I live for At times it's mortifying, being in love with a stiff The rigors of marriage were never quite like this... In a chapel we were wed Seeking marital bliss Now in this chapel of the dead I once more open your lips Drawn back to my consort, To feel the passion of love's icy flame An amorous necrophile's compulsion, To ravish the corpse who took my name By night it's her embrace that I crave, Our conjugal deathbed is her grave By undying love I am depraved, I am the casket's slave SLAVE TO THE CASKET SLAVE TO THE CASKET SLAVE TO THE CASKET SLAVE TO THE CASKET Though her beauty has long since decayed My love carries on unafraid Emboldened by the stench of my wife, I give her the fuck of her afterlife My love is beautifully pure In putrefactive innards immured Once I was soft and unable to love her Now six feet down I molest my dead lover In a chapel we were wed I never found the true bliss Till in this chapel of the dead We shared a stolen kiss... Drawn back to the chranel house, To feel the cold breath of love's icy flame Now you take all of me deep inside you, The way once you took my name By night it's her embrace that I crave, Our conjugal deathbed is her grave By undying love I am depraved, I am the casket's slave...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

The Necromaniac arises from the grave To re-open the abscess, disembalm and deprave Dissecting and defiling the deadest of the dead Another quagmire of flesh whose life ended deep red Slaughtercult... In peace you`ll never rest Slaughtercult! To the fucking death! Excreting innards in my human slaughterhouse A sepulchral slaughter for the dead to divulge Your decrepit crescendo is a new lesson in pathology Gore fucking Metal is the only funereality! Slaughtercult! The dead shall never rest Slaughtercult! TO THE FUCKING DEATH!!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Forensic fetishism By erogenuos rottenatomy aroused Shameless self-fondling aggressively abetted By the embaldming fluid with which you are doused Tagged, stabbed and lavaged You`ve passed beyond the veil Blood replaced by formaldehyde Your lifeless flesh so pale Now I pay my last disrespects Here are my final regards: As it was in life so it is now in death Cold, grim and hard! Funeral fuck Funeral fuck Entangled in lust`s contorted embrace Undulating within the shroud And I`m proud to do my part In making your passing cum laude I orgasm in the open casket Wanking on your wake, Writhing on the slab, With each liberty I take Now I pay my last disrespects Here are my final regards: As it was in life so it is now in death Cold, grim and hard! Funeral fuck Funeral fuck The naked and the dead Carnal knowledge so corrupt Consummating your death certificate Your eternal rest I lustily disrupt The last rites are invoked in moans As I grovel in my intimacy At least you aren`t facing death alone Your ends is my means to ecstasy Now I pay my last disrespects Here are my final regards: As it was in life so it is now in death Cold, grim and hard! Funeral fuck Funeral fuck

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Headstones overturned and smashed Your fucking corpse I want to thrash The cold, hard ground I hack and slash Coffins torns apart like trash Six feet closer to your doom From this grave I will exhume Horrid flesh my blade consumes As I destroy your earthen tomb! Vacant Grave To remove my rotting prize From the soil the box will rise Disembalm the cadaverized Defile the dead I so despise The pick-axe now unburied Slaughter in the cemetery From the site the corpse is carried The ink still wet on the obituary Vacant Grave Your hands and feet I masticate The body I incinerate A shovel used to decapitate The corpse's head I obliterate Only pieces they will find Of the carnage so unkind Twisted fragments of your spine At the hole I left behind! Vacant Grave!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 06, 2026

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