ABORTED LYRICS

1. Liberate Me Ex-Inferis

[Spoken intro:]
"Now it is time to go back to where we came from
Hell is nothing
Hell is only a word
Reality is much much worse
Come
Now let me show you"

2. Termination Redux

Fetid and abhorrent, these fantasies I am having
Copious picturesque views of ending lives around me
Vermillion canvas – these fantasies I am living
Through human filth – miraculous views so vermillion and obtuse

Through their eyes, victimized
A grisly study in still life – voraciously nailed – a puddle of gore
The means to your pathetic end

Emaciated giblets rearranged on the floor – rotting
Some might find me deranged but I'm merely an artist
Bowels turn into vintage art
Caustic demigod, a Rembrandt of gore
Bowels turn into vintage art

Through their lives, idolized
Now a grisly study in still life
Voraciously nailed – attention seeking whores
Die on your pedestal

Fictitious and bored – more than you ever were
Now part of my body of art

"You are the scum of the earth, ambulant filth, self righteous and idle idolatry, societal degeneration."

You are the birthplace of disease
You are a cancer that feeds, breeds
No more than a sculpture that kneels, bleeds – contemporarily pleased

Through their eyes, victimized
A grisly study in still life – voraciously nailed – a puddle of gore
The means to your pathetic end

3. Vestal Disfigurement Upon The Sacred Chantry

I left her to bleed
Vestal Disfigurement upon the Sacred Chantry

Once upon the altar
Unholy masturbation
For pleasure defiled
And left for god to see

Deflowered urethra
Birthplace of sacrilege
Immaculate deception
Slow serrated rape

I am of god
I am of madness
I am of children
I am corrupt and holy

I am of man
I am the sinful
Devour the innocent
I am corrupt obscene
Bringer of travesty

Deflowered urethra
Birthplace of sacrilege
Immaculate deception
Slow serrated rape

Trapped in this living hell
Of giving head
Tearing stains from soiled drapes
Lost in a haze of whore-y absolution
Divine constitution?

Trapped in this living hell
Wishing for death
Tearing stains from soiled drapes
Lost in a haze of whore-y absolution
Divine constitution?

Emissary
Wretched cunt
Holy Mary
Blind, distraught

I am of god
I am of madness
I am of children
I am corrupt and holy

I am of man
I am the sinful
Devour the innocent
I am corrupt obscene
Bringer of travesty

Culture of lies demoralise
Preaching violence and guilt to the blind
A soul of mistrust
Abusive and violent
Sacred cloth hiding a perverts gasp

A perverts gasp

Missionary
Wretched cunt
Holy Mary
Blind, distraught

Once upon the altar
Unholy masturbation
For pleasure defiled
And left for god to see

Lustful degrading mongrel
For the wicked
For we are blind to see
Forever

4. Bound In Acrimony

I cannot breathe, in this human cesspool
The odour of mass depression
Permeates the air with a gluttonous need

Brutalized by a mind-fucked society
Through their lies, they abide with little rancour
The corruption imbued

The stench of reflection
Fills the air with greed
I cannot wait to end these lives
A display of mediocrity

No guilt – no fear – no remorse
One by one become bound in acrimony
Killing – the cancerous feeling
Maiming – this underlying need
One by one you will all be exposed
A rotten carcass feeding of lives interposed

Melodramatic gestures bleeding the false
Hypocritical, religious sect of dying imbeciles
I will not rest until the rodents are entombed
Will you embrace your doom?

I cannot breathe, in this human cesspool
The odour of mass extinction
Permeates the air with a gluttonous need

Brutalized by a mind-fucked society

Through their lies, they abide with little rancour

The corruption imbued
All guilt – no peers
Manipulate – with fear
All guilt – no peers
Manipulate – with fear

5. The Holocaust Re-Incarnate

Why not trample the vermin crawling beneath your feet?
Why not drown the parasitic rats which you lead?
They leech on your back, squander the air you breathe

Minced intestines, nail-pierced genitals
Amputated limbs, urine injection
A misanthropic murder mind
More corpses to roast and grind

Prisoner of war, casualty of doctrinal gore
Block II-a moribund humans store

Anition through hibernal confinement
Don't ask what was this implants content
How long can a human being stand up straight?
At which point does medical intervention come too late?

Surgical experiments, the infernal doctor awaits
Ingrained hatred and pathological ingenuity it takes

Subordinate to the doctor of death
Hydrocyanic fumes shall fill your last breath
A genocidal strategy with immaculate tact







ABORTED LYRICS