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RIBSPREADER LYRICS
"Congregating The Sick" (2005)
1. Autopsy Obsessed
2. Morbid Reflections
3. Bleeding You Dry
4. Breeding Sickness
5. Dead to the World
6. Maggots (Fucking Maggots)
7. Worms Inside Your Coffin
8. Not Dead But Buried
9. The Crawling
1. Autopsy Obsessed
I stab you in the back
To release you from your pain
You'll prefer to be dead
When the hacking begins
I thrive on human flesh
I'm autopsy obsessed
The sickness taking over
The urge is here again
I seek out the well fed
They give more flesh when dead
I thrive on human flesh
I'm autopsy obsessed
Autopsy obsessed I need another body
Autopsy obsessed, obsessed by flesh
I stab you in the back
To release you from your pain
You'll prefer to be dead
When the hacking begins
I thrive on human flesh
I'm autopsy obsessed
2. Morbid Reflections
Decaying life
And the stench that breeds
Rotting corpses dwell inside this tomb
There is no way out
Submerged in the rot
You will soon become one with the dead
Morbid reflections
Ways of the dead
Sickened lives cast into hell
Morbid reflections
Of the undead
Rancid horrors
The decomosing arise
Searching for the living to feed their hunger
Morbid reflections
Of the undead
Breeding the filth of the undead
The lingering sickness forever goes on
The spawn of the dead alive
Feasting on your soul
Morbid sickness
Inside your soul
Undead craving swallows you whole
Decaying life
And the stench that breeds
Rotting corpses dwell inside this tomb
There's no way out
Submerged in the rot
You will soon become one with the dead
Morbid reflections
Of the undead
3. Bleeding You Dry
Drained from the fluids of life
Drying as you're dying
Blood is no more flowing
It resides inside my jars
Drained from your scars
I'm bleeding you dry
Coughing nothing but air
No fluids in your system
Mummified while still alive
Is what you'll suffer
Drained from your scars
I'm bleeding you dry
I bleed you dry
And feel you die
The life I take from you is the ultimate high
Nothing slows the drainage
From your open veins
No use in crying as tears are drained
Drained from the fluids of life
Drying as you're dying
Blood is no more flowing
It resides inside my jars
Drained from your scars
I'm bleeding you dry
4. Breeding Sickness
From cathedral spires
We rull our filthy hordes
Sickening wolves in sheepsclothes
Come to mass and give
Your souls and flesh
This is rape for a cause
Kneel for me
As I breed my sickness in you
Prey on the innocent
This is our agenda
Defiling the young to make them into us
Come to mass and give
Give your soul and flesh
This is rape for a cause
Congregation of the sick
Congregation of the foul
Spawning the soulless
To feed our needs
Feating the weak to quench our hunger
Congregation of the sick
Congregation of the foul
Kneel for me
As I breed my sickness in you
5. Dead to the World
Six feet under
Trapped inside a coffin
Clawing to get out
Unheard screams echoes inside
Dead to the world
Inside my tomb
There is nothing but darkness
Deep down below
Where I dwell in suffering
Decaying slowly
Infested by sickness
Forgotten by the living I'm rotting alive
Preumed dead and gone
Still I'm breathing
Laid to rest
But still not dead
Six feet under
Trapped inside a coffin
Clawing to get out
Unheard screams echoes inside
Dead to the world
Decaying slowly
Infested by sickness
Forgotten by the living I'm rotting alive
6. Maggots (Fucking Maggots)
Maggots in my head
Feeding though I'm not quite dead
To fester on my flesh
Their one and sole objective
Festering on my dying flesh
Maggots
Maggots fucking maggots
Submurged in filth
Their bodies worm their way inside
Drenched in rancid discharge
Slwoly I am eaten
Festering on my dying flesh
Maggots
Maggots fucking maggots
Nothing slows their progress
Into my decaying brain
Feeding on my death
Choking my last gasping breath
Maggots in my head
Feeding though I'm not quite dead
To fester on my flesh
Their one and sole objective
Festering on my dying flesh
Maggots
Maggots fucking maggots
7. Worms Inside Your Coffin
Fierce determination
To nail the black robed liars
Crucifix spells 666
Bolted to the cross
Mourning the loss
Worms
Inside your coffin
Eating your rotting soul
Defaced disfigured cremated
Only ashed remain
Embedded in your remnats of dust
The cross you wore to praise your lord
Your days of molestation
Has gone away
No one hears your cries
Repent your deeds as you slowly die
Fierce determination
To nail the black robed liars
Crucifix spells 666
Bolted to the cross
Mourning the loss
Worms
Inside your coffin
Eating your rotting soul
8. Not Dead But Buried
Awake in silence
The world has gone
Retching as lungs inhale the air of this crypt
You know you're not dead
Still you're here rotting
Is this a dream
Not dead but buried
So many ways
Into the grave
You have walked them all and now it's all to end
You know you're not dead
Still you're here rotting
Is this a dream
Not dead but buried
Not dead but buried
Damned forever
Not dead but buried and rotting alive
This is your home
A crypt of slime
Feeding the worms until it's time again to die
You know you're not dead
Still you're here rotting
Is this a dream
Not dead but buried
9. The Crawling
Infested with dcay
Laying rotting and dead
Screaming out from inside the
Tombs you dwell
Here inside your resting place
Worms will eat from off your face
The crawling never ends
You will learn
That the crawling never ends
Riddled with pussing boils
You are food for the vermin
Your flesh once so alive now in decay
Here inside your resting place
Worms will eat from off your face
They breed inside your carcass
Waiting to be born
They feed from off your flesh
Here inside your resting place
Worms will eat from off your face
The crawling never ends
You will learn
That the crawling never ends
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