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CLUTCH MENTAL HOSPITAL LYRICS
"Last Pieces of Filth" (2006 Demo)
1. New Victim
2. Haemorhagged Cervix
3. Hammer Smashed Face (Cannibal Corpse cover)
4. Fuck Your Arse with Broken Glass (Gorerotted cover)
5. Exhume to Consume (Carcass cover)
6. Fuck Healthy Ultra Batman Body Shape
7. Turbo Kunt (Paris Hilton = Whore)
8. Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu
9. Glam is Gay
10. Mega Rock'n'Roll Bitch
11. Computer is Fuck
12. I Hate Green Hippie Shrek
13. Intro of Total Pants Slackerness
14. Anal Electrocution (Devourment cover)
15. Born to Murder the World (Last Days of Humanity cover)
16. Breast-Feed Brutality (Lithuria cover)
17. Retard's Postmortal Telephone Call
18. Last Days of Living Dead
19. Fuck You Hollywood
1. New Victim
2. Haemorhagged Cervix
3. Hammer Smashed Face (Cannibal Corpse cover)
There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold
Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me
Lifeless body, slouching dead lecherous abcess, where you once had a head
Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half
Crushing, cranial, contents
Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions
Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized
At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me
Created to kill, the carnage continues
Violently reshaping human facial tissue
Brutality becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
4. Fuck Your Arse with Broken Glass (Gorerotted cover)
Bent across the wall, held she cannot budge
With the broken bottle in my hand I cut her arse like fudge
Blood pours on my shirt, the wench begins to whine
As violent pain and agony tickles up her spine
He laughs and licks his lips as her bowels drop on the floor
Watching as she floods the ground with putrid grime and gore
The pain inside it gets too much, his victim passes out
He stamps and hits and batters hard and kicks her while she's down
Rectal rape with splintered glass
pushed with force up the victims arse
Razor slices need to be stitched
as the arse cheeks split to bits
Feeling numb, beaten, abused
Lying still. after being abused
Fuck...Your...Arse...With broken glass
Fuck your arse with broken glass
These sick pleasures people find
From raping people from behind
Bent across the wall, held she cannot budge
Bottle in my hand, I cut her arse like fudge
Blood pours on my shirt, the wench begins to whine
Pain and agony tickles up her broken spine
Fuck...Your...Arse...With broken glass
Fuck your arse with broken glass
5. Exhume to Consume (Carcass cover)
Grimly I dig up the turfs
To remove the corrupted stiffs
Trying to contain my excitement
As I desecrate graveolent crypts...
Fingers claw at coffin lids
Eager festal exhumation
Hugging your wry, festered remains
With post-humous joy and elation...
Body snatched, freshly interred
Whatever takes my fancy
To satisfy my gratuitous pica
My culinary necromancy...
Scrutinised then brutalised
My forensic inquisition is fulfiled
My recipe is now your epitaph
Be it fried, boiled or grilled...
I devour the pediculous corpse
Whetting my palate as I exhume
The festering stench of rotting flesh
Makes me drool as I consume...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Weeping tissue is stripped
Pus dribbles from my lips
Pulverising this pustular chaff
Butchering up morgue's makes me laugh...
Ulcerated flesh I munch
Rotting corpses are my lunch
On bones I love to crunch (on the badly decomposed)
Shrivelled innards I lick
The corpse's head I kick
Crumbling shreds I pick (eat the stiffs)
[Solo: morbid melody for the deceased with salt to taste]
Rancid flesh, slaughter the dead
- Caskets exhumed...
Corpses disinterred, graves disturbed
- To consume...
Bereaved relatives are not amused
As on their dear departed I feverishly consume...
Slavering worms, decomposure burns
Corrosion born, as bacteria gnaw
Desecrate...
Precipitate....(from the muddy grave)
Macerate...
Eviscerate...
Caskets I grate
My larder's a grave
I'm sickly obsessed (with the badly decomposed)
Rotten remains I eat
Purulent meat
What a funeral feast (putrid reek)
Saponified fats, nibbled by rats
- freshly exhumed...
Deep down six feet is where I like to eat
- Human flesh to consume...
6. Fuck Healthy Ultra Batman Body Shape
7. Turbo Kunt (Paris Hilton = Whore)
8. Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu Mucu
9. Glam is Gay
10. Mega Rock'n'Roll Bitch
11. Computer is Fuck
12. I Hate Green Hippie Shrek
13. Intro of Total Pants Slackerness
14. Anal Electrocution (Devourment cover)
I need new ways to torture all my bitches
Peel off their skin or cover them in stiches
Sometimes they bleed sometime they spit
Sometimes I feed on their half decayed clit
I've scraped out their guts through their torn open cunt
It's so much fun to make them bleed
But I have new ways to kill them indeed
An electric rod that spwes ten thousand volts
Up her ass I pund it, her cunt implodes
Surging through her sliced open veins
Smoke emits from her boiling brain
Currents flow through her bubbling mass
Sparks and blood shoot from out her ass
Tears are building in my eyes from the stink of your burnt fluid
You hair is singed: your flesh is black, your form reduced to ruin
I pull your crispy outer skin to reveal your bloody tissue
I chomp the chips of harden flesh and lust at your dead sinew
A strange idea has taken over
I'll remove your blistered outer cover
Caress your skinless, dripping body
A burning feeling builds inside me
With staggering force I go inside it
The slims warmth with make my nut spit
I pound her slit til I feel it cumming
My eyes roll back the pleasure is numbing
I ride your toasted dripping carcass
With infinate hate I beat your face in
The third hit casuses you nose to cave in
Oh my god, she's breathing
What will I do with this toasted hog bitch
Thought she was dead, but I feel her heat beat
A thriffty idea I have excites me
Where is my hacksaw
You feel the bite
Saw through your horribly burnt open flesh
I'll cut off your limbs till you are dead
When you are really deceased
Again I will get my cock wet
15. Born to Murder the World (Last Days of Humanity cover)
16. Breast-Feed Brutality (Lithuria cover)
I infect my hate to you
your baby will be my tool
you are a blue-eyed hooker
without human dignity
I'm hooker butcher
afterwards it's time
to give birth to baby
I'll take the innocent child
...my life's work has become true...
...suckle brutality
Now it's the time
I cut your pelvis
soon your baby will be mine
I'm surgical elvis
Childwater purling
Its taste a new life
Head is showing
Umbilical cord is involved around the baby's neck
...my life's work has become true...
...suckle brutality
Breathing is impossibility
Child is blue and cold
He's is nothing
Endless sadness
...suckle brutality
17. Retard's Postmortal Telephone Call
18. Last Days of Living Dead
19. Fuck You Hollywood
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