Human Mincer
Album • 2002
Feelings of hate, go over my veins Damned remains, whip my brain The Smell of your blood raise my instinct The Angels squirm when I dream with you Stained hands, by your dirty body eternal suffering is awating me I'm not going to waste my time I only wish your incessant torture In hell Dreaming with no feel of your conscience bringing in your fucking soul I take control of your body devouring your entrails Tearing your sweet dreams my teeth flows in vengeance you will live in a nightmare such as you give it to me I will only rest, when you're dead Retaliating my eternal pain
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
A very violent death finished with your miserable life, in your body are happening lots of nervous spasms, vomiting a mixture of your kidney with blood and repulsive white grubs as the colour that you saw when you give your last shout of desperation Nobody is worried - for your disappearance while your body is rotting now your brain is dead, you will never wake up, of this eternal nightmare Inside of your body, thousands of grubs, are devouring, your internal organs This causes an obstruction of the blood in your brain, a lot of little insects drink the blood that is inside of your putrid head In your stomach a lot of horrendous chrysalis are forming after a weed your body will be infested by moths a troop of insects devour the rest of your cancerous flesh, and your purulent and fragile skin The moths die inside of your corpse, a big dough of flesh and parts of guts is the best food for more and more insects The nature is wise...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Putrefaction, my sexual obsession, I only think in the dead, her smell Her pale face, her cold skin, her fragile bones, my interior excites thinking in the putrid flesh I've to kiss a skelethic corpse to calm my desire Introducing my wet penis in her purulent cunt corrupting the internal tissues of her vagina feeling the rustle of the flesh while I see her dilated eyes, the eyes of the decomposition Eating her rotten bust, licking her solid blood penetrate the flesh of the dead, corrupted body I inhale the smell of her anal cavity, while I put her hand on my cock I can feel her broken fingers around of my testicles, it's so exciting Embracing her matured cadaver, breaking the articulations penetrating in all her holes made by bacterial decomposition Your larvae infestation goes over me, this situation causes me a bestial orgasm introducing my yard violently in your opened stomach mixing my semen with your putrid internal organs, the mixture flows around rotten body orifices forming an erotic necrobrutality scenario
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Become blind because of lost light my body and my mind are confused the settled way was followed to a written destiny Abductioned consciences Heavenly trip, aborted my soul is freedom and falls to the infinite emptiness, reborn now you won't be able to manipulate me Look at your inverted word, coming back I want to come back, I yearn to come back Rescued for your adversary I'm a fallen, a banished but I havn't lost supremacy of my ethereal body my search has just begun and now I'm going to catch you Engendered in the supreme liquid, unearthed the obscure side appears embrionized in the obscure fire I feel my hatred, I cry out for vengeance the embryo will bring the new beginning
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Calvary, funeral chapel the suffering because of the loss endures I wander through paths of confussion I become lost in alienation, never Where have you gone? Why? you won't get away from me I keep your inert body death hides your soul you skin hides the pleasure The edge of my perversion shines the glint of the scalpel will strip of your skin I'll expose to view your carnality, flesh Blood still warm is trickling down my hands your essence, the feel of your uncovered muscles your skin shed the stink of flesh, on the tray, dead flesh I slide into your dead body a meeting after life I'm not a necrophiliac I'm beyond life and death, outside I'm not a disbalanced person flesh is flesh, my instinct, my destiny Obsession, lust established feelings sin, blasphemy what do they mean for us, sister?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Your inert body is lying in the morgue's room, a sheet covers your latent heart rigid in the coffin you are carried to the graveyard and while you're going down by the hole, your agony starts You wake up and everything's dark you can't breathe you don't know where you are you're a victim of catalepsy (x2) You scratch the wood, tearing the fingertips of your fingers you scream by the pain and agony but nobody can hear you the air comes to an end and you start to suffocate you realize that youa re going to die You are unconcious - and your heart stops the time of your sweet death - has come you start to create gases - and your stomach swells your brain starts to rot - and liquify A viscious mass is created for your kidney and ferment in stomach blood and vomit and impregnates all the tomb of putrefaction tens of microscopic larvaes are starting to be created in flesh the whole crypt is infected by your decomposition In your body are happening many metamorphosis of the grubs putrefact agony now hundreds of terrific insects finish with your putrid flesh putrefact agony The insects create obstructions of acid liquids provoke eutaneous explosions you regurgitate your last fluids, while you are waiting for you total decomposition
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
You can see in her eyes the refection of petrubation, and in her face the radiance of the extreme degeneration Poor psychologist, you are blind you don't understand her blessed act, may be the ugly destiny, broken the faith and close the doors when she loses the hope, everything ends In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal universe the manifest of life in the entrails of one mother But don't support the hate and suffering of the world blood falls down in the street the body engendered the sacrifice Born son of decay, the way of your life is sentenced open her your soul, she knows you don't like the world and go to give you the solution for your existence return to your creation find your salvation Dead son of decay, by the bleeding of your body your mother never lost you, she has you in her anatomy again Eat the cadaver of birth, the ritual of flesh satisfy her appetite now is the turn for the killer, goes to help you in the other world rest of flesh by the vaginal dissection, regurgitation of cadaver repungant vision of her bloody vomit, this is the last injection of mortal venom!! Dead son of decay, victim of neccessary antropophage, created and destroyed don't support the world, don't support reality the ritual of flesh satisfy the mental appetite In dreams she can feel the intensity of her internal universe the manifest of life in the entrails of a mother
I seek your eyes, your fucking soul and to eat the fear of bastard angels, now you can see to your muderous I am a messenger of death a king of macabre massacres I won't lose my hope of watching your interior, my favorite word, the fussion of the bodies, dead bodies I have my own corpses bulk and I dream with a visceral bath decomposed forms of amputated limbs, rotten carnosites mixed with vomit and blood A repungant scene of mutilated bodies in natural human rot process this is repulsive but to me it's like repulsive, to me it's like the flavor of rotten dead I start the dissection of a new cadaver, opening the abdomen extract the guts I mutilate the rest and I add it to the bulk the putrifaction of the man starts Bathed in christian flesh and blood I devoured the fleshy evangelical bulk I felt the nauseous flavor of each bite and their sacred blood in my veins Feed me the body of jesus, he delivered me his soul through the remains or innocent servants of the lord, to reborn of the christian gizzards converted in the new messiah and to reign in earth and heaven
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Jesus repose on the cross death awaits its turn Are you ready for the first suffering? evangelic garbage now you are christ three sentences, three victories, three hits of truth The crucifixion is the revenge of God God sacrifice you, you pay the mistakes, mercy and salvation Dead in silence, dead on the cross the killer penetrate the holy flesh You are the sad excuse of your father a toy or religion for manipulation the reconciliation is denied word of the hypocrisy you never survive Bloody cross, bloody word, bloody Christ, bloody God unholy storm falls down on the valley bloody cross, bloody word, bloody Christ, bloody God Blood and water on the cross pain and confusion in your mind divine sentence to make an idol king of lost souls you can see the last sun alone in the darkness fly to the heaven fly with your people to never return Bloody cross, bloody word, bloody Christ, bloody God divine sentence to make an idol
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
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