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REPULSIVE EXHUME LYRICS
"A Necrophilia Forensic" (2003 Demo)
1. A Necrophilia Forensic
2. Perverse Cruelty
3. Rotten Form Of Conception
4. Grinding Dead Flesh
5. Sadistic Crime (Live)
1. A Necrophilia Forensic
It’s almost 3 am, the silence and the essence of the morgue own of my profession…….
I find lonely to realize the autopsy, I smoke a cigarette and take a look
Around and the minutes pass. Cross for my mind a funny extreme
Perverse…
My female trophies inert, waiting for my love. My genitals are exiting
And everything go to the ceremony…….
I kiss her rancid and inflamed lip without live, I proceeded to torture
What is dead, her vagina vomit a yellow liquid after the introduction of
My white weapon double sharp…
I penetrate her with anal brutality and her flesh fall down in peaces, in
Her back full of little holes where the liquefaction rotten flesh…
My erection damage her flaccid thick intestine, I delight her black and
Cancerous decay.
My violent movement give me a intense pleasure…….
Around me the naked bodies, irregular, mutilated, licentious (x2)
One carbonized body without hair, the nose and lips retorted lived
Uncover the lips in a macabre smile.
I introduced my erectus penis in her oral cavity and I fuck her
Violently and ejaculated deep inside her throat….
I delight every pulsation of my semen, alleviation my sexual desire.
Proceed to the autopsy and enjoy of the essences of the morgue.
2. Perverse Cruelty
The scene of my macabre art, one dark cellar, dense and frigid of atmosphere were I practice my dementia…….
The stench of the human flesh scattered for all room piece by piece, the rotten limb of my victim, a skull full of worms, a corpse hanging suppurating with purulent putrefaction.
The time marches on and I hunt a new prey a cheap woman for my sadism
I take her into my dark room and make she masturbate my genital
I ejaculated in her angelical face and in a scene of ironical passion I take a mallet
And smash in her face scattering her cranial contemn for all the place.
Her frontal cranial part disfigured one more time the daemon was inside of me.
I translate her naked body over my table of torment, I take my knife and
I experiment with my cruelty…..
I slice her tender pink nipple, the blood appear tenderly and I sucking it with
A romantic and sadism touch…..
Her inert body take a dark color, I observe since the headboard, her frontal silence excite me
I amputated her member and t throw it part by part into the chimney to enjoy
The cremation.
3. Rotten Form Of Conception
Behind the doors and get in the darkness of his mind
The obstetrician practice the abortion
Remains of smashed fetus and blood around the surgery room
Her crotch is bleeding
Her face pale of pain giving the dead to a being of she’s own
The obstetrician horrified in front the puddle of blood
Medical negligence leave dying and bleeding
The watcher takes the control of the new conception
The mother anesthetized watch for the last time the face
Of the obstetrician
The dense atmosphere give the step to a rotten form of conception …..x2
The blade of scalpel cut the abdomen separating the skin and blood
Begin to flow the fetus is extirpated with brutality of the stomach
The amniotic liquid stains the floor
The dementia of the obstetrician
Take the fetus and smashed on the wall
He enjoys the sadistic art of rotten form of conception
Rotten form of conception…..x2
4. Grinding Dead Flesh
Return to live after a cerebral dead
With terrible desire of devour fresh human flesh
I elaborated my master plan and all happen with brutality
Get into a shop and murdered all the people inside
I proceed to cut the bodies with the butcher machine
Lukewarm blood wets the place and my voracious hunger
I satisfied with a succulent soap of crude blood and grinding
Intestines
Waiting for the night and put in practice my cannibal butcher
Instinct
I decorate with intestines and decapitated head my dinning room
The ambient in perfect state of rottenness the sweet smell for my
Morbid delight
Devourer the flesh, devourer the flesh, devourer the flesh
I prepare my tablespoon and my knife for savor my exquisite
Menu
An open skull with brain crème, a body opened from the sternum
Until the pubic cavity
Leaving visible the exquisite puree of dead organs specialty of my
Palate
In a jar my preterit drink, a cocktail of fresh amniotic liquid
How desert a slice of fetus decorated with his vitreous eyes of my
Delicious corpses
Satisfied I look on my freezer the members hanging for my
Succulent breakfast of the next days.
5. Sadistic Crime (Live)
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