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HECATOMBIC LYRICS
"Insanity in the Depths" (2002)
1. Experiment Fear
2. Morbid Damages
3. Grave to the Grind
4. Necrophiliac Instinct
5. Stump Grinder Dwarf
6. Withered Land
7. The Dead Prophet
8. Contorted Livid Corpse
9. Dark Melody
1. Experiment Fear
2. Morbid Damages
Accused of brutishness
and condemned to the stake
the one-eyed child torturer
must answer for his several morbid damages
he was thinking back to glorious days
when he stuffed dying babies with dung
obsessed by excess weight
he burned the spare tyres of adipose little girls,
having for treatment
to eat the melted flesh fragments
the one-eyed child torturer
he swapped his victims' livers and kidneys
for butane and fulminic acid
to endure his perverse practices
head shrinker, he collected faces
after having fused their hammered oral cavity
with butane in his pig drinking trough
bodies were torn to shreds
dissolved by acid
he admired the liquid which brings them to death
sentence of the prying
cremation on the pyre
punished for his crimes
redemption by fire
morbid damages
3. Grave to the Grind
Beheaded by leprosy
brain death needs your myopathy
worked to the bone - inhumed in squalor
scatological butchery
to bugger a renal scraping
revolting trisomic sclerosis
revolting purulent mycosis
battered child of flesh
consuming innocence bleeds to death
slaughtered child of vice
glandular perversion infests your eyes
grave to the grind
disgorged suppuration
envenomed lacerations
respiratory enucleation
grave to the grind
purulent oral excrement
flayed alive, the last process
premature foetal curvature
embolism before traumatism
denigrating the trepidations
of inexorable radiations
contaminated by scrofula
disembowelment - grind
4. Necrophiliac Instinct
Don't be ashamed
your masturbation
will be better on a cadaver
it's so good and she will say nothing
the moon gives an angelic lividness to the corpse
kiss her and enjoy the bitter taste of death
her breasts are still tepid
ravage her tits
take your spirit until her womb
her youth doesn't matter
enjoy this debauchery of sex, blood and hate
your depravity has no limit
all your senses are developed
prompted by a morbid drive
savour her bloody womb
you like the taste of blood in your throat
wake your necrophiliac instinct
necrophiliac instinct
your pleasure will be
when the virgin corpse
looks like nothing have a ball
her mutilated corpse
reflects your state of desolation
and your taste for death
soil her like a sow
feel this corporal heat flow in your mind
her innocent face waits for your ejaculation
5. Stump Grinder Dwarf
A morbid abscess is ravaging your trachea
a streak of blood is the sign of putrescence
vascular system is cut into sections
blood is gushing from the thorax
scourging of the spinal cord
syphose is scaring the soul
crawling with vermin
the stiff smells repugnant - sore mutilated
a taenia is laying in the intestines
ravaged by a leech, the heart is bleeding
the haemorrhage forces the body
to spit out the vesicle
the head is severed from the body
in the shades of death
marks of lamination
have infected all the flesh
the guttural dwarf knocks like mad
on a stump with a chopper
degradation of the corpse
6. Withered Land
7. The Dead Prophet
Final cremation - hostile dilation
eternal confusion - a false religion
the smell of rotting flesh
suffocates the servants of god
obsessed by death - the dead prophet
liar Christ, die for all the mistakes you've done
your words have rotten the souls of your slaves
slaughters and sacrifices
have been done in your name
obscene effigy of sodomy
mutilate the internal abomination
exfoliating decadence
post mortem necropsy
death has taken control of your soul
you can't resist the call of the spirits from hell
your religion brought death
and desolation everywhere
millions of innocents
have been murdered by your fault
the dead prophet
8. Contorted Livid Corpse
Hecatombic depravity
antenatal diarrhoea
mutilated after birth
sweating foetus bloods
cadaveric incubator of death
will appease my sadistic pleasure
I'm bloodthirsty left to rot in the corner
watch your fingerless hands screaming
remove the spoilt liver from
contorted livid corpse
chopping your throat in order to
manage a hole as wide as I can
look into by a head fucking
back from the old dead
contorted livid corpse
9. Dark Melody
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