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INVICTRIUS LYRICS
"The Butcher's Art" (2006 EP)
1. Intro
2. Gorement of the Swamptrolls
3. Cannibalistic Deeds
4. To The End Of Day
5. Inhuman Ignorance
6. The Butcher's Art
1. Intro
2. Gorement of the Swamptrolls
Rulers of the swamp
Masters of excruciation
Young dripping cunt extermination
Struggling through the bushes
Peeking for female pussies
Finding their path back by following their juices
Taking the beauty in their power
Ready to fuck the flower
Oath of gorement is the upper hand
Licking and kicking the young cunt
Loving to fuck and slay mother’s nature
Smelling and covered with sweat of fear
Drooling faces attracted by the body
Gorement of the swamptrolls
Taking the beauty in their power
Ready to fuck the flower
Oath of gorement is the upper hand
Licking and kicking the young cunt
Loving to fuck and slay mother’s nature
Smelling and covered with sweat of fear
Drooling faces attracted by the body
Gorement of the swamptrolls
Eating out of their precious cunt with their jelly tooth
Impaling the meat on a stick, grilling until there’s a crispy crust
Flavouring supper with delouse
Too many food, they can not choose
Absorbing until not one crust remains
Blood is tapped form her veins
Flavouring supper with delouse
Too many food, they can not choose
Absorbing until not one crust remains
Blood is tapped form her veins
Taking the beauty in their power
Ready to fuck the flower
Oath of gorement is leading the upper hand
Licking and kicking the young cunt
Loving to fuck and slay mother’s nature
Smelling and covered with sweat of fear
Drooling faces attracted by the body
Gorement of the swamptrolls
3. Cannibalistic Deeds
Can’t resist those happy faces
Must destroy and plan some chases
Let’s prepare for your sacrifice
Try to run and I fucking torn your head apart!!
Open your eyes, try to realize, this is your demise,
Beg for mercy, scream and fight, it won’t convince me,
Exterminate...one by one, cause I fucking hate them,
This is it...I’ve fucking had it, your flesh is mine
Mercilessly and unrelentingly I take off all your joyous lifes,
All your shitty bullshit, it’s overwhelming me like no other,
Hating, Fucking, Chopping, Slicing,
Strangling, Burning, Choking, Killing,...
PLEASED TO EAT YOUR MEAT
PLEASED TO EAT YOUR MEAT
Can’t stand it anymore, just one knock on your door,
I deprive you from your belief, and you become poor.
Purpose to rob all god’s creations
Dissection of the human race
Deeds of flesh, butchered and raped
Splattered meat I collect on the plate
The slaughter continues after I sucked all of the inside
Successively I hit the lacerated body
Hanged up on the meathook, now the pus drips in the bodybag.
Hating, Fucking, Chopping, Slicing,
Strangling, Burning, Choking, Killing,...
4. To The End Of Day
She feels the obscurity of mankind moving
Moving towards her gentle little neck
As he languish her with his mind
He closes her windpipe while it fills with blood
To the end of day
Pined away
To the end of day
Perished away
To the end of day
The sight of her tasteful smooth skin
Pictured in his morbid soul
Pierced with pointed needles through her chin
To the end of day she will crawl
Blood melanges with sperm while it drips of her vagina
Impaled labium and ripped of flesh
The awful feeling of being invaded
Entered his dream with his powerful torch
Rape and abuse and almost fucked to death
Ejaculated hard, running out of breath
To the end of day I shall kill
Cannot longer resist the unstoppable pain
Continued and sucked out her life-filled vein
Evil deeds controls the mind
Pupils increase when he goes out of bound
Inspirited by this hungry feast
She’s been taken by a starved beast
Ripped off flesh of her fragile bone’s
Only death can save her from her painful throne
5. Inhuman Ignorance
Marching on, minds set on zero
Scenes of inhuman tortures
Troops of savages across the field
Rain of reflecting bullets on the shield
Oppressing to achieve total annihilation
Heading to kill, to destroy the opposition
Obeing the commands and increasing warlust
Dismantle their power to avoid failure mission
Demolishing endless curtains of despair
Damned uprise, an impossible dare
Formed defeat in human ignorance
Malevolence martyrs away to victory
Bombing every ammunition warehouse
No more chances for retaliation
Bloodshedding with every last surviver
Tyrannic battlecrys pounding their fearing hearts
The end is near as a collapsed realm of men
Yet we shall not rest untill we pulverised every skull
Fought to the bitter end as true war criminals
So that insanity could remain in our mind
6. The Butcher's Art
Lain down on the executiontable
Whole extended and cracked
Exposed fearfull and alleviate body
Considerable pain up to the last
Terrified reversed and hanged
Stretched flesh of my back
By the hooks beside my spine
A mass of warm blood
Decreases to my head
Starting to realise
When he starts
When he starts
I’m dead
I am the disturbed one himself, the butcher
separating the bones with my saw, broken limbs
Redefining the shape of your carcass, mutilated
Dissecting and collecting every organ, empty inside
The interrupting of your digestions system
By transpiercing your stomach and organs
Separating your body, torn in two
Mangled guts and blood
suctioned through darkred catheters
Clenched between your festering bowels
I am the corpsesculptor, growing your skeleton
I am the fleshscraper, decomposing your body
I am the dissector, creating with your organs
I am the artist, living from your skin
Peeling the skin from your cold body
To cover my statue with tasty bloody flesh
Performing live cannibalism is an art
Exposing my creations to department homicide
I am the disturbed one himself, the butcher
separating the bones with my saw, broken limbs
Redefining the shape of your carcass, mutilated
Dissecting and collecting every organ, empty inside
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