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SPLATTERHEAD LYRICS
"Gore Dimension" (2004 Demo)
1. Intro - Symposium of Derangement
2. Meat Festival
3. Tracheotomical Madness
4. Reanimation of The Dead
5. Angel of Defloration (and Homicide)
6. Lost in Dwelling Madness
7. Epathological Necroticism (Carcass cover)
1. Intro - Symposium of Derangement
"85% of known killers who inflicted severe blunt force trauma to the facial region of their victims live with their mother. 75% of known killers who utilized constraints during the crime are between the ages of 25-31, drive a 4x4 truck, are white, and are highly intelligent."
In the deepest chambers of his sickened mind, feelings of derangement see the light of moon.
Touched by cold hands of memories of childchood, forced by despotism of his monstrous mother.
All childlish behaviour crushed - no love, no family. All life destroyed by inhuman urges.
Now he prepared his own “house” - family of love. laboratory of sickness.
Quintesence of derangement.......
I was born to kill !!!
2. Meat Festival
"The body of a victim was found at a remote forest location with multiple stab wounds to the face and chest area; very little blood was found at the crime scene; tire impressions were found in the mud approximately 50 yards from where the body was found."
Welcome to my bloody feast, where everyone are satisfied,
today I have more surprises, rotten entrails on my pan fried.
Caked blood and cankered pus, stench of putrid tissue and draining scabs, corpses stained with chyme, cirrhosised livers,
You're always welcomed on my meat festival.
I snatch some pulverised heads, before I realised I am dead, then I continue my feast;
eating meat whittled from the bones of the deceased.
I devour contest of thorax, founding there some pieces of swollen, bloodred lungs.
I put this shreds to my own ribcage, i breathe for a while with emphyasema cadaverosum.
Brain is also material to morbid grafts, so I take this shapelles bloody pulp, split my skull and put it there.
Feel psychopatic thoughts of the deranged.
From bones and putrid offals I cook stinking buillon, season it with slops and suds, bile, saliva and pus are my spice,
I also throw in soup some putrid guts, and then I will devour rancid, purulent scabs.
Meat Festival - place of culinary delight.
Come and taste this morbid dainties
Infested internaly by voracious vermin
Anal track grotesquely removed, I stuff with seething furuncules and scabs
Boiling in purulent post natal juices, i observe its slow dissolution, and my mouth waters at this tasty broth Next time I'll cook your bloated croth...
3. Tracheotomical Madness
“1/4 inch drying abrasions are present at the tip of the nose. The nasal bone is intact. Crusted blood is present at the nares. Crusted brown dried material is present within the mouth, on the lips; crusted (dried) material is present on the eyelids. At the point of the chin there are adjacent abrasions; one of which measures 0.3, the other 0.4 cm. Hooded congestion is present on the left side of the face...”
I slice your swollen lips to shreds, your mouth - a sea of blood and saliva, your gums - tatters of meat,
your face stripped to the bone.
Your larynx sanguinary pulp of cartilage and bone, your mangled tongue sink as you choke
your trachea is blocked by piece of bone, your death is terrible, painfull and slow.
Mutilating - screams of pain
Masticating - bleeding veins
Tracheotomical Madness - pharynx disgrace
Larynx damage - smashed face
Pierced salivary gland erupt in my face, wretched epiglottis - you cannot speak a word.
I found crop full of mucus, and i spew on it. Liquid suspension from my findis gland...
4. Reanimation of The Dead
5. Angel of Defloration (and Homicide)
"Big deal, death comes with the territory......see you in Disneyland" Richard Ramirez's reaction to receiving 19 death sentences
Gutted trunk lies on the bed
Creeping intestines entangled around husbands's neck
Just before the moment I stab this piece of shit in the back
Now I the Master of Debauchery
I am the Angel of Defloration (and Homicide)
Lucifer of Your deepest desires
Spread your legs, let me get inside
Once I was Your friend, but now You die...
Devious instincts, internal voices
In the name of Evil I shoot You, by the power of Satan
I want to watch You slowly die
So don't hesitate, because there is no way to run
Try to scream for help
I strangle You with your own intestine
My name is Richard ... Richard Ramirez
And I'am the Living ... Living Hell
6. Lost in Dwelling Madness
Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty.
Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.
Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place.
Hide them in the dust together; and bind their faces in the hidden place.
Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee."
Lost in Dwelling Madness
With some kind of unnamed thoughts
Visions of putrefaction I see
Betrayed by my own ego.
Lunatic sickness overwhelming my world
Hidden from any sight of any creature of Earth
I touch wrinkled surface of dead, limbless cadaver
I feel nothing.......
Betrayer of Words
Slave of Faints
Liar of Life
Hides away...
Mangled body of hope and life
Crying in overwhelming sadness and despair
They don't know who I am, who You are
Sinister hate within Our minds
Leave not even dust of feeling in my mind
For I shall become a Heartless creature
Towards the infinity of hopelles future I behold
Throne of Blood with neverending suffering...
Living mortal Flesh
Solitary of Dreams
Bestial butchery
Of Your own mind
7. Epathological Necroticism (Carcass cover)
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