Cadaver Art
Watching you take your last breath<br/> Drawing from immoral circumstance...<br/> <br/> When the love was gone, so was her life in my eyes<br/> Episodes recurring, not of sound mind<br/> Slave to my emotions, when she crossed the line<br/> I knew it was only a matter of time...<br/> <br/> Unprecedented barbarity...<br/> <br/> Random, heartless torture, <br/> executed devoid of emotion,<br/> Dismember...<br/> <br/> Skins, bones, fingers, teeth, prints <br/> Sorted with precise detail<br/> Collected for adulation<br/> Adoration of her living form<br/> Forever...<br/> <br/> Collected for adulation<br/> Adoration of her lifeless form...<br/> <br/> Draining thhe blood, black as night<br/> Paint myself, in the moonlight...<br/> <br/> No way to express, no way to way to explain<br/> After taking the first bite from<br/> Her blackened heart...<br/> <br/> Consume to be as one, we're now together<br/> The final union, shall last forever...<br/> <br/> In my dreams reliving forever...<br/> <br/> Forever reliving in my dreams...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
Another cadaver rolls through the door<br/> This one in better condition than the last<br/> The incisions, I begin to explore<br/> Finding new ways to facilitate longevity<br/> Preparation to be put on display<br/> <br/> Human donations turned into art exhibitions...<br/> <br/> My hands, tools of re-creation<br/> Making new life from expired ones<br/> Life on display could not be more permanent<br/> Appealing for generations to take witness...<br/> <br/> Witnesses to my artistic explorations<br/> A vast collection of specimens<br/> A waiting list of thousands more...<br/> <br/> No peace in forever without final rest, eternally lost<br/> Souls with obvious linkage to bodies<br/> To be dragged along between exhibitions...<br/> <br/> Subconscious imagery used in creating my art <br/> Inspiration soaked in through my dreams...<br/> <br/> Timeless, forever frozen...<br/> <br/> Timeless, forever frozen in a plastinated state<br/> Never to decompose, immortalized in polymers...<br/> <br/> Immortalized...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
Dismemberment indescribable, grotesque cadavers<br/> Butchered remains expelling blood<br/> Mutilated methodically...<br/> <br/> Viewing the corpse, stumps, limbs<br/> Pieces of the amputated<br/> Nauseating lifeless victims...<br/> <br/> Distorted in a vicious manner<br/> Surgical experiments, deranged emotions<br/> Misery becomes lust, then the pleasures rush...<br/> <br/> Sacred massacre, delightfully aroused<br/> Exquisite incisions performed<br/> On the deceased with the flawless precision...<br/> <br/> With preparation complete<br/> The phlebotomy of the protoplasm<br/> May begin...<br/> <br/> Ecstasy coursing through my veins...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
There it is, once again, that old familiar feeling<br/> It's been quite some time since I've had those urges<br/> In my mind, explicit memories of homicide<br/> Absolute horror intensified<br/> The fear that filled their dying eyes...<br/> <br/> Ravenous Addiction...<br/> <br/> I often reminisce, and the madness still controls me...<br/> <br/> Some I would revive after hours of torture<br/> And strangulation, only to kill them<br/> And to watch them die<br/> Nothing more beautiful<br/> Than blood spilled on a naked body...<br/> <br/> Slit the throats, yank the tongues, dangle<br/> Blood gush, from the gaping slit...<br/> Memories scrape through my mind <br/> Like a razor through young flesh<br/> Time stands still, I quiver in homicidal<br/> Withdrawl...<br/> <br/> Mortal Decay, admiring preserved pieces<br/> Driven by mayhem, dead foot fetish<br/> <br/> Sex slave bondage, some I would fuck to death<br/> Bleeding to screaming, some I would fucking kill...<br/> <br/> Jaundice, urine colored corpses<br/> Starved, malnourished...<br/> <br/> Some consider mutilation a sickening erotic fanaticism<br/> Let art imitate life, let life die violently...<br/> <br/> I've come to the realization I can't stop killing<br/> The dark world of addiction I can't escape<br/> <br/> I've watched the innocent die, beg for their lives<br/> The screams they stimulate me, the screams they sing to me...<br/> <br/> Sometimes I visit gravesites <br/> Of those I've fucking killed<br/> Exhuming, documenting<br/> The decomposed<br/> Time stands still during murder<br/> I dream of bloodshed<br/> Through mayhem I meditate<br/> Reinvent the torture killer...<br/> <br/> I am the torture killer<br/> I can't stop killing...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
The reactions, varied and suprising<br/> To what they see before them<br/> To those who once were living<br/> Now just heaps of plastic flesh<br/> Some of them mortified<br/> In deep thought about their lives<br/> Some of them horrified<br/> Wondering what brought them there...<br/> <br/> All for their morbid obsession with death<br/> Death, and the thought of what will become of them...<br/> <br/> Human remains in assorted posiions, inflexible...<br/> <br/> Emotionless, no longer breating<br/> Experiencing unearthly dimensions<br/> Their eyes seem to connect to the passers by<br/> They almost seem to beg for their lives...<br/> <br/> Aestetically unsightly<br/> Beautifully encased in their plastic shells...<br/> <br/> And so it begins again<br/> One more from the list<br/> Served up to fascinate...<br/> <br/> With unusual potential<br/> To engage our collective <br/> Subconscious...<br/> <br/> All for our morbid fixation with death...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
This track is instrumental.
No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.
Ripped... chopped... severed...<br/> <br/> Bloodless heaps of flesh...<br/> <br/> Sixty pieces of two bodies recovered<br/> Scattered throughout the same area<br/> Anonymous parts...<br/> <br/> Collected for the ultimate puzzle<br/> Murders for a human puzzle<br/> Collected fo the ultimate puzzle<br/> Murders for a human puzzle...<br/> <br/> Lie unidentified<br/> <br/> Spattered from top to bottom<br/> With human blood...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
Entrenched in my domain<br/> Reflecting on the collections I have made<br/> Pondering when I will retrieve the missing piece<br/> To complete the inner workings within my mind...<br/> <br/> THe memories of their screams are so intoxicating<br/> As I sew their flesh together<br/> Acid dissolves the bones<br/> As they are discarded...<br/> <br/> My artwork begins to take its form<br/> Although something is missing<br/> The need for perfection is consuming me<br/> <br/> Then I hear it, the sound of my next victims<br/> The look of horror in their eyes<br/> And the stench of their fear<br/> Is evident as they soon visualize<br/> That the last thing they'll see and the last thing they'll hear <br/> Will be the shrieks of their voice<br/> And the look of bliss on my face<br/> As I carve<br/> I must have your flesh...
Submitted by Grave666 — May 10, 2026
This track is instrumental.