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AUTOPSY LYRICS
"Dead as Fuck" (2004 Live album)
1. Dead
2. Fiend for Blood
3. Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
4. Deathtwitch
5. Slaughterday
6. Fleshcrawl / Torn From the Womb
7. Charred Remains
8. Shit Eater
9. Pus / Rot
10. Gasping for Air
11. Severed Survival
12. Hole in the Head
13. Torn From the Womb
14. Fiend for Blood
15. Service for a Vacant Coffin
16. Embalmed
17. Destined to Fester
18. Robbing the Grave
19. Charred Remains
1. Dead
Dead
Stiff and cold
In your box
To decay
Dead
2. Fiend for Blood
Compelling thirst
Crimson lust
The need to drain you dry
My lips pressed to your laceration
See death in my eyes
Thirsting
Drinking
Fading is your thinking
I fiend for your blood
I must have your blood
3. Twisted Mass of Burnt Decay
From the brown infested clouds
Painful death is unleashed
Toxic rain upon your skin
Now you are diseased
Pus filled wounds begin to form
Inflamed bloated mess
Internal organs sizzle and corrode
Contaminated blood flows with death
The features are slowly rotting
Off your deformed face
Now you are just
A twisted mass of burnt decay
Retching violently
Heaving chunks of burnt toxic decay
Hair falls out
Bowels expel their rotten stinking waste
Body and mind are dubbed a fate
So horrendous and sick
The safety of the womb is gone
Bloody pus oozes from your dick
Unformed offspring
Meet the poisoned air
Ejected fetuses litter the street
Men and women cry
For themselves and their young
A twisted monument
Of mans defeat
4. Deathtwitch
Flopping around
Like a fish out of water
Eyes turned backwards
Muscular spasms
Doing the final dance
The dance of death
Painfully using your last feeble breath
Foaming at the mouth
Drooling like a sick dog
Die
5. Slaughterday
Darkened day
Torturous ways
Live only to die
Slaughterday
Cast into flames
Stoned to death
Law of the lords
Uncontrollable hoard
Headless bodies on the ground
War machine leaves no life behind
Blood soaks deep into the earth
Sadistic race
Rip out your heart
Strung up
Cannibals eat your flesh
Cooked
Survival of the fittest
Peel your flesh from the bone
Souless body left alone
6. Fleshcrawl / Torn From the Womb
Torn from the womb
Dying in this tomb
Torn...
Bred just to die
We are torn from the womb
Slowly to decay
Till we meet our doom
Everything is bleak
Shroud of black hangs over
Preparing to enter our graves
7. Charred Remains
Buring from the inside out
Bloody foam spews from your mouth
Smell the putrid stench of flesh
As it burns you to your death
Feel the flesh drip from your face
Turing black, vision fades
Eyeballs melt into their sockets
Involuntarily set ablaze
Gutwrenching screams fill the air
The rancid smell of burning hair
Screaming in excruciating pain
Blood boils over, warping veins
Burnt skull collapses onto melting brains
Spontaneous death, up in flames
Twisting and writhing as life burns away
Until nothing is left but charred remains
8. Shit Eater
Ass in the air, turd ring dialating
Matted butt hair, anal vapor rising
Give it a squeeze, my feast is emerging
Give it to me, let's begin the purging
I open my mouth and catch it as it drops
I chew and chew and love it brown and soft
I squish the crap between my teeth with my tongue
With a shit eating grin I'll lick 'til clean your bung
I'm a shit eater
Steaming chunky hunk of log
Taste it smell it eat it all
Maybe one turd maybe two
Whatever I can get from you
9. Pus / Rot
Your bowels are rotten
Your face is decaying
Your eyeballs have failed you
And so has your brain
And your rectum is bleeding
Your fingers are missing
Your skin has turned grey
In your veins disease is breeding
Cancerous innards
Bleeding liver
Rotten to the core
Shitting out your black intestines
life exists no more
[Lead:D.C]
Lying face up in your coffin
You're fucking dead
Never again
To spread around in rancid fucking stench
Placed six feet below the ground
Dirt shovelled in
left to rot
Maggots breed in your head
Slowly your face decomposes
10. Gasping for Air
Tightening grip around the neck
Gasping for air that isn't there
Feeling life's source draining away
Slowly slipping to God you pray
Eyes popping out, as the face turns blue
Crushed windpipe, swallowing in blood
Hopeless thoughts, loss of breath
Loss of life, strangled to death
Digging the grave in which you will lie
Buried head deep and left to die
Body paralyzed beneath the sand
Tide comes in...Asphyxiation
Watrlogged corpse, Back from the dead
Rips the eyeballs from his head
Snapping neck, blood pours down
Decapitated body rotting away
Gasping for air
Gasping for air
11. Severed Survival
Stranded alone on a barren island
No food to be found
Point of desperation
Shocking desicion on how to survive
Now it's time to break out the knife
First inscion the cut is complete
First source of food is one of your feet
Incredible pain as you cauterize the wound
Preparing yourself for a horrible doom
Amputation for your rations
Legs are gone, start new gashes
Half of your fingers are now cut away
To live through another agonizing day
Feasting on the rest of your arm
Next the slice goes across your throat
12. Hole in the Head
Repulsive parasites feeding on your mind
Shrieking demons
Within your skull they fly
See the colors so bright and brilliant
The hunger starts
It's brain matter you want
Voices so twisted command you
Don't try to resist it
Give in to the belief
That bliss is within reach
So destroy the wicked in your eyes
And feast
Fuel the creatures in your head
(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)
State of mind unbalancing
Distorted sick reality
Must achieve immortality
It's god again
He speaks
About the tasks you must complete
Tripping hard
Your brain is shorted out
You must believe
Cranial chaos
Blurs of violence
Keep the cravings fed
Are they coming in or out
This hole inside your head
13. Torn From the Womb
Torn from the womb
Dying in this tomb
Torn...
Bred just to die
We are torn from the womb
Slowly to decay
Till we meet our doom
Everything is bleak
Shroud of black hangs over
Preparing to enter our graves
14. Fiend for Blood
Compelling thirst
Crimson lust
The need to drain you dry
My lips pressed to your laceration
See death in my eyes
Thirsting
Drinking
Fading is your thinking
I fiend for your blood
I must have your blood
15. Service for a Vacant Coffin
After the caskets put into the ground
Loved ones crying walk away
Corpse unknowingly left behind
Other needs for sick human prey
Casket closed as mourners read
Pages from their holy book
Waiting in a meat locker
Morticians meal hangs from a hook
Storing dead carcases to dine upon
Chewing on rotten arms and legs
Brutal desecration of the dead
Hacking bodies until he's fed
Service for a vacent coffin
Corpse is being digested
Chronic hunger for cold flesh
Remains of the dead are molested
16. Embalmed
Epidermis punctured
As the deadened blood is drawn
Stiff cadever on the table
Victims of death's spawn
Desicate, deteriorate
Start to decompose
Process of embalment
Through your veins the chemicals flow
No more thoughts inside your head
Your brain is on a tray
Injection of formaldehyde
Organs have decayed
Light of day not to be seen
Again by the deceased
Rigor mortis is your future
Death ignored your pleas
Blood replced by chemicals
No more life is found
Next stop is a wooden box
Rotting underground
17. Destined to Fester
Knee deep in sewage
Maggots burrowing thru my face
Blinded by disease
Waiting for my living death to end
Slicing teeth
Infectious chewing at my skin
My blood is clotted with pus
The maddening shrill cries
Of rabid vermin never stop
I pick away
At my mouldering flesh
Insanity has left my mind
A tortured mess
Face chewed to bits
On my body they feast
Swimming in the rancid sewage
Spreading their disease
18. Robbing the Grave
It's love of the dead
Arising from her sleep
To the sweet smell of decay
Lying in a coffin
Dead flesh she craves
There's kissing, of course, caressing, blood drinking, the smell, the
attraction
Morbid lust must be satisfied
In the shadows she must hide
Entering the sacred tomb
To fuck those who have died
When you lie on some bodies, blood comes out of their mouth, and the weight
of my body pushes it out. That's called purging
Kissing the flesh
So dead and cold
Purging blood
To drink and be whole
Strength from the dead
To feed the soul
I definitely enjoy swallowing blood. It's very arousing making love with a
body and drinking some of the blood
Robbing the grave
There's a difference between fucking and making love. Maybe some people fuck
dead bodies. I make love to them
Screaming in agony
Coming on the corpse
Takes it home in the hearse
So she can get some more
When I enjoy myself with a corpse, it's a high beyond any I've ever had
19. Charred Remains
Buring from the inside out
Bloody foam spews from your mouth
Smell the putrid stench of flesh
As it burns you to your death
Feel the flesh drip from your face
Turing black, vision fades
Eyeballs melt into their sockets
Involuntarily set ablaze
Gutwrenching screams fill the air
The rancid smell of burning hair
Screaming in excruciating pain
Blood boils over, warping veins
Burnt skull collapses onto melting brains
Spontaneous death, up in flames
Twisting and writhing as life burns away
Until nothing is left but charred remains
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