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HYBRID VISCERY LYRICS
"The History of Torture, Execution And Sickness" (2006)
1. Fist Fucking Rules
2. It´s Time For A Beer
3. Contamination Of Grindcore
4. Grind Your Head
5. Green Vomit
6. Cannibal Theories
7. Depraved
8. Scrotum Infected
9. The Liquid Of My Shit Is On My Ears
10. Listen Of My Intestinal Bubbles
11. Double Infectons
12. Testicle Implosion
13. Jeremy's Nausea
14. I Cum In Your Baby's Mouth
15. Valhalla
16. Fuck The Cripple Cops
17. Fear
18. Army Of Pussy Land
19. Toxic Pustle
20. No Mercy For
21. Umbilical Cord
22. Anal Deflagration In Your Ugly Face
23. I Cum In Your Babys Mouth
24. Ozone
25. My Cock Is A Nest Verruca
26. No Future For Your Clitoris
27. Feast Of Gangrene Of Skin
28. Carnal (Vader Cover)
29. Visceral Altar
30. World Is Desolation
31. Kill My Sons
32. Take My Bodies
33. Give Me Your Punishment
34. No Riligion, No Guardian
35. Suck My Frickandel
1. Fist Fucking Rules
2. It´s Time For A Beer
3. Contamination Of Grindcore
4. Grind Your Head
5. Green Vomit
6. Cannibal Theories
7. Depraved
8. Scrotum Infected
9. The Liquid Of My Shit Is On My Ears
10. Listen Of My Intestinal Bubbles
11. Double Infectons
12. Testicle Implosion
13. Jeremy's Nausea
14. I Cum In Your Baby's Mouth
15. Valhalla
16. Fuck The Cripple Cops
17. Fear
18. Army Of Pussy Land
19. Toxic Pustle
20. No Mercy For
21. Umbilical Cord
22. Anal Deflagration In Your Ugly Face
23. I Cum In Your Babys Mouth
24. Ozone
25. My Cock Is A Nest Verruca
26. No Future For Your Clitoris
27. Feast Of Gangrene Of Skin
28. Carnal (Vader Cover)
I tasted the fever of Your existence
seems like cold grain to my mouth
I stand aside, I stay away
transmuting my quicksilver blood
KIA - that I may see
ZOS - that I may touch
insipid are the describing words
the self needs no vulgar praise
This worship has no supplications
my rite is to live and do
things naked, pure, of honest lust
the throbbing vortex feeds on it all
Sleep is the best of possible prayers
the winged eyes are blessed to see
downtrodden deception of every torment
transpierced hymens my lust adores
Many images yet one raw flesh
animal steps I love to tread
an ideal point where Time is Space
memory giant sores this journey must heal
Lady of Mourning and her monsters
lay down the scythes for here I come
joyful and priapic my baby soul
a new-born one, ten million years old
29. Visceral Altar
30. World Is Desolation
31. Kill My Sons
32. Take My Bodies
33. Give Me Your Punishment
34. No Riligion, No Guardian
35. Suck My Frickandel
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