16. Hammer Smashed Face

There's something inside me
It's, it's coming out
I feel like killing you
Let loose the anger, held back too long
My blood runs cold
Through my anatomy, dwells another being
Rooted in my cortex, a servant to its bidding
Brutality now becomes my appetite
Violence is now a way of life
The sledge my tool to torture
As it pounds down on your forehead
Eyes bulging from their sockets
With every swing of my mallet
I smash your fucking head in, until brains seep in
through the cracks, blood does leak
distorted beauty, catastrophe
Steaming slop, splattered all over me
Lifeless body, slouching dead lecherous abcess, where you once had a head
Avoiding the prophecy of my new found lust
You will never live again, soon your life will end
I'll see you die at my feet, eternally I smash your face
facial bones collapse as I crack your skull in half
Crushing, cranial, contents
Draining the snot, I rip out the eyes
Squeezing them in my hands nerves are incised
Peeling the flesh off the bottom of my weapon
Involuntarily pulpifying facial regions
Suffer, and then you die
Torture, pulverized
At one with my sixth sense, I feel free
To kill as I please, no one can stop me
Created to kill, the carnage continues

1. Savage Butchery

Striking out with rage I pound him, stomp him
Cocksucking bastard don't feel mercy for him
With bare hands I break his legs, break his neck
Now my jagged blade will bring him to his death

Savage killer merciless machine
Butchering victims and watching them bleed
Savage killer chopping off limbs
Butchering for revenge, heartless assassin

Now the cutting starts I stab him, slash him
Less than a minute he became a victim
Now I will sever his legs, his neck
Hatred enemy his body I dissect
Savage

Savage
Butchery
Ravage
Ruthlessly

Veins spray blood it splashes in my ey

2. Hatchet To The head

Skull fragments are flying through the air
Brains and blood scattered just about everywhere you look
Swing of the hatchet gives permanent damage,
Head fractured, gaping hole
To incise the cranium

Slit open crushed eyeballs dripping hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone with fatal trauma to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore

Hatchet to the head

Rekindled gore obsess rend the weak
Mutilate then murder consciously
Death brought to the enemies of the past
A life of beheading I must have
Pure revenge is burning inside me

Slit open crushed eyeballs dripping hanging from the sockets
Steel cracked bone with fatal trauma to the cerebellum
Useful lust of gore

Hatchet to the head
Hatchet to the head

3. Pit Of Zombies

Captured by the priest of evil
Deep inside the hive
Hellish dungeon filled with undead
Their rotting claws reaching for my
Legs I hang above the ghouls
I know they want me for their food
Overwhelmed by deadly fear
Hung above the Zombie lair

Hanging by a thread above them
Taken here to die
Rotting hands reaching for me
Their undead eyes see me as a meal
They want to eat alive
Mindless hunger in their eyes
Filthy claws grasp at my feet
Slashing wounds my ankles bleed

Pit of zombies
Chasm teeming with undead
Death is grisly
Lowered slightly now they reach me

4. Dormant Bodies Bursting

Bodies are bursting apart
Volcanic eruption of guts
Exploding cadavers bring forth
A bloodbath to torment all life

The sky and the earth are now tainted by
Blood
Death is to blame for this enormous
Flood
The bodies are bursting apart
Volcanic eruption of guts

Detonate, polluted, pandemic
Unburied decedents that no longer die
Dispelled amok amongst sickness
The dead and living are one
When dormant bodies are bursting

The sky and the earth are now tainted by
Blood
Death is to blame for this enormous
Flood

5. Compelled To Lacerate

Vicious thoughts will overpower
His virulent mind explodes
Unable to suppress the madness
He can't contain this inner pain
Compelled to

Lacerate
Rendering for release
Set free souls through holes in their skin
Murdered, or have they been saved

Bleeding corpse his work of art
Human flesh a canvas
Craftsman of macabre creations
He can't control it makes him whole
Compelled to

Lacerate
Rendering for release
Slicing through victims and then he stands back
To admire what he has done
Mutilate
Ruptured figures sprawl
Slaughtered in a rage now left to be found
A gristly gift of art

[Solo: Jack]

6. Drowning In Viscera

Engulfed in the innards
Of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea
Asphyxiation
Tangled intestines become my reality
Choking on guts
Asphyxiation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera

Slowly to taper away dissipate
Absorbing this ultimate carnage
Surrounding me
Soaking in entrails decayed
Decomposed

Entombed without reason
In moist isolation of repugnancy
Morose sensation
Covered completely as terror
Enhances pain, to suffocate
Morose sensation gasping for breath
Drowning in viscera

Sinking in this tamped hell, pestilent
Smothered in heaping chunks

7. Hung And Bled

Trying to conceal his murders the
Maniac
Stabs the heart
Stops the flow
Cleaning up the blood's a problem he
Now solves
Hooks through heels
Hung and bled

Corpses are suspended by their feet
Swaying dripping bloody piece of meat
Fastened to the ceiling leaking gore
Splashing down to the floor

Congealing fluids fester the stench
Revolting septic gruel
Putrid slop
Licks the surface of his dungeon
A gruesome meal
Rancid feast live on death

Corpses dangle lifeless gray and cold
Rotting flesh the meat hooks lose their
Hold
Stenching body falls onto the ground
Bones and flesh form a mound

Sanguinary killer will not stop
Hanging dead replacing those that drop

8. Sanded Faceless

Rapacious for pleasure scraping
Filing down with intense grinding
Harsh abrasive friction deface
Countenance now removed forever

Scouring faces with flies
Tedious rasping
Painstakingly grate the skin
Insensate razing
Sanded faceless
A violent facial scrub
Malefic in nature
An art of shaving the bone
Insalubrious
Sanded faceless

Rubbing off a humans visage
Enduring display of malice
With celerity they perish
Countenance now removed forever

Everything gone from the head
Miasmal menace
All curves of a face are now smooth
Forced a new surface
Sanded faceless

9. Mutation Of The Cadaver

Lying on the table dead
Coroner
Completes his task

Examining the wretched stiff
Suicide
The likely cause

Behind closed doors the change
Begins
Then it grows
Mutation of the cadaver
Mutation of the cadaver

Coroner returns to notice
Subtle change
How can this be?

Must be his imagination
The man's been dead
For several days

The change continues after hours