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In darkness of night, when all are at rest
Our killer returns, with his fiery quest
Breaking and entering, cunning and covert
Your next to be cooked by this sinister pervert
Spark will meet fuel, to brighten the night
An eruption of heat as you wake with a fright
No chance to escape you’re strapped to your bed
Flesh peels from eyes full of horror and dread
(Chorus)
Burning flesh and bone
Twisted memories
Screams are silenced
Only fire will cleanse his sorrow
Flames dancing high, unbearable furnace
A sizzling heat, the fuel: epidermis
Blistering flesh and fever pitched screams
His climax explodes as hot semen streams
Hot semen streams!
(Chorus)
Pyromancy, vile immolation
Summon dark forces, your soul’s damnation
The pyro he cares not for the gifts he’s bestowed
His only desire to set bodies aglow
(Chorus)
Gods drink deep of repellent cremations
All’s on offer for the charred oblations
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The Gory Hole
04:27
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In darkness, unseen, in a public latrine
I wait for the perverts to come
To fulfil my role at the glory hole
To unload their stress, make them cum
Well, that’s what they think; a load I will drink
But they’re in for a nasty surprise
When my hemipterous mandible, rips through their genitals
They bleed out, thus ending their lives
The human seed I harvest is used to make my drones
A blend of man and insect; Carapace on flesh and bone
Intelligence of insect meets the stupidity of man
My colony of hybrid soldiers fuels my deadly plan
Man has had his chance for sure, one he fucked up good and proper
Let’s see another species rule. Why not a vicious eight-foot hopper?
Chorus
Drain your soul at the gory hole
Collecting seed to feed my need
Hot rich blood streams down your thighs
Your mangled manhood is my prize
(repeat)
Harvesting your wretched species
Cocooned inside my hellish faeces
Liquified, I’ll drink you later
It’s human flesh I like to cater
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Sins of the Father
04:17
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Come confide in me my child, let me wipe away the tears
Share your darkest tales of woe, reveal to me your deepest fears
I am the father you’d think you’d rather, the one who cares, that isn’t cruel
A man to trust, to keep you safe, you’re so mistaken, such a fool
Sermon done, the flock long gone and we’re alone it’s time to play
Come with me to the sacristy, a private place where I can slay
The false god’s crucifixion, an image that his flock adore
Let’s reenact His death tonight, with untold pain and loads of gore
(Chorus)
Trapped in the confessional
I am so unprofessional
Blade in hand I desecrate
Upon your corpse I’ll masturbate
Laid upon the altar, a cross I’ve fashioned, crude but strong
Rest your battered body here, I’ll grab my tools, I won’t be long
Wired tight against the cross, immobilised to sodomise
I trace the nail gun down your legs and fire; horrid cries
Powered nails that splinter bone, you’re bleeding out, let’s cauterise
My chalice full of blood and shit, that I collect between your thighs
(Chorus)
My work is done it’s time for mass, blood & body are at hand
Praise the old ones, hear my call, empower me, give your command
A wolf in sheep’s clothes you can trust, with access to the finest meat
I’m here again tomorrow night, with some foolish tasty treat
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4. |
Man's Best Friend
04:10
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Factory of death, a gruesome fate
A pet food business, fuelled by greed & hate
Slaughter house beyond belief
Stench of death, screams of grief
Flesh is ground to a putrid paste
Meat processed and spiced to taste
(Chorus)
Pet food made from human flesh
A corporate secret, life canned fresh
Grinding blades, a nightmare true
A horror that awaits for you
Bolt or sledge to the back of the head
Either way your body’s dead
Hooks through ankles, skin is flayed
A pressure hose, your corpse is sprayed
Once bled out, dissection’s next
Hacked and minced to bloody ruin
Your meat is seasoned, spiced to taste
The bones are used; there is no waste
Twisted workers, with vacant stares
You’re just pet food, nobody cares
People vanish, without trace
Truth concealed, behind the gates
Canning the flesh of the homeless and lost
Keep lines moving, no matter the cost
If homeless stock has been expended
And all their filthy lives are ended
The other option is abduction
We can’t afford to slow production
Projections are looking great
Streets are cleansed at a rapid rate
Factory of death, a gruesome fate
Pet food business, fuelled hate
(Chorus)
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Last Rite
05:03
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The moon she rises full tonight, rhymes inscribed, ancient runes
The altar stands, the chalice waits, the devil's minions swoon
The sacrificial blade is drawn, reflecting full blood moon
Chanting grows loud & strong, our sacrifice now screams
Her blood is poured on naked flames as the shadows dance and dream
Gates of hell, opened wide, a darkness creeping through its door
The price is paid in purest blood our power begins to soar
Satanic rites, the blood is spilled
Chant the rhymes, a child is killed
Let’s summon hell, not just for fun
(When) the sun is gone our work is done
Ritual complete, darkness takes its hold
Evil reigns supreme, our sacrifice is sold
Rip the fabric between the worlds, blacken out the sun
Slaves to darkness evermore, our legacy can’t be undone
The prize a golden throne in hell, eternity amongst the damned
A prince in fire, barking orders to those in my command
Eternal torture of countless souls, the sounds of panicked screams
Endless pain and manic slaughter fill my darkest dreams
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6. |
Shell of a Man
03:59
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A slash of the blade as the flesh unzips
Deglove my limbs, the skin, it rips
My insides, now outside, slashing with hate
Intention, move slowly, to postpone my fate
Still alive, but feeling dead
My skin, my muscles, all have been shed
A ghastly sight all white and red
(Chorus)
My head, my spine, are all that remains
A living corpse, writhing in pain
My larynx removed, agony unbound
I scream in pain but emit no sound
Dermal penetration, a warm crimson flood
A symphony of violence, celebrate the blood
A jigsaw dismantled; piece by piece
Unending torture, no release
(Chorus)
My eyes still see, the horror unfold
Your blade, demeanor, both so cold
Stripped of flesh, decorticate
Exposed to the bone, horrid fate
My body destroyed, soul in despair
Horror exists, beyond compare
Tortured in unspeakable ways
A living corpse till the end of my days
Still alive, barely so
Horror endured, I can’t let go
A brutal gory tragic scene
A living corpse, left to scream
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7. |
Deceased Estate
03:48
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You’ve heard the story, step forth if you dare
Another poor sucker who wanted a scare
Inanimate demon, fuelled by despair
Desperately hunting for fresh souls to snare
(Chorus)
Abandoned mansion
Decrepit and old
Ancient Whispers
Darkness cold
Foreboding evil, a murderous presence
Trapped souls emit, a strange luminescence
Walls stained black, oozing putrescence
Spit forth the horror, disgusting excrescence
(Chorus)
Step inside, you’ll never escape
Scream in fear, your mouth agape
Body and soul: both will be raped
All that remains: crime-scene tape
Brutal crime scenes unexplained
Raw fear deeply ingrained
Floors and walls bloodstained
Echoes of horror forever sustained
Infamous abode
Cursed from day one
Spells carved in stone
Unhallowed evil from long ago
Building possessed, rotten to the core
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8. |
Meet the Meat
04:46
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Your face an open wound, a ruin of foamy blood
Protruding teeth and bone, a horrid river of red
Hunger, yearning, disturbing, concerning
A taste for flesh, a desire that burns
I caress my rusty reo bar
Hard cold steel breaks apart my meal
Your face an open wound, a ruin of foamy blood
Protruding teeth and bone, a horrid river of red
Your stupid smile I will erase
Insert the bar in your oral space
Incessant hammering, bifurcated face
A bloody mangled horrific disgrace
Not so fucking smug now, are we?
With punctured gums, and missing teeth
A chorus of cracking bones
Twist the bar, an abstract face
I plunge my bar into your ear
My screaming laughter you can’t hear
Digging deeper, a poisoned leer
You’re almost dead so there’s naught to fear
The eyes are next, they burst when punctured
Tears of bloody translucent fluid
I enter your socket, to get to your soul
Fuck your brain, optic glory hole
A malodorous steaming open space
Ruined flesh that was once a face
Final gurgling, bubbling cries
A proclamation of your demise
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Street Art
03:15
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It’s the thrill of the kill, that quickens my heart
Slaughter the people, in the name of art
(Chorus)
My street art. The medium: human remains
Their screams left unheard, their abstract blood stains
The horror’s on show, a twisted delight
A gruesome art form, made from you in the night
Their bodies are opened, their insides displayed
A brutal art form, Come admire the flayed
(Chorus)
The streets run red with the blood of the slain
Their bodies hung high, a grotesque display
Their limbs removed, organs on show
My gallery of gore, is beginning to grow
My powerful art has the city in fear
“A crazed lunatic!” They have no idea
An artist of blood, my portfolio’s growing
A tornado of slaughter, with no chance of slowing
Street art made of human remains
A brutal sight, that's left to sustain
A gallery of gore, left to be seen
Streets painted crimson, the stuff of my dreams
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10. |
You Bleed, I Feed
05:55
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A gift passed on from a non-fatal bite
Malignant, hungry parasite
Intelligent symbiotic leech
Capable of thought and speech
(Chorus)
Insatiable thirst that can’t be quenched,
A throat on fire that must be drenched
Weaponised mouth, a tangle of teeth
I’ll ravage your flesh to get beneath
This can go two ways, it says
I finish you now or you feed me
I’ll grant you gifts for the tasks ahead
But there’s a catch, you must be dead
(Chorus)
Life’s not required to be a creature of the night
I promise a quick and painless death; yeah right
I’ll be taking over now, sit back and enjoy the ride
I need to feed, it’s time to hunt, get your butt outside
Teeth are loosened, gums will bleed
As Savage fangs break through to feed
Relentless gnawing as the head comes away
Drink deep from the fountain, arterial spray
Dead guts untwist, the blood so thick
Relief from the pain, is searing, electric
(Chorus)
The slug inside, the puppet master
That needs the life blood on which I dine
A black & slimy mass of teeth
With spindly limbs fused to my spine
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Abramelin Melbourne, Australia
Arguably the pioneers of death metal in Australia, Abramelin have just completed their 4th full length
studio album
titled: “Sins of the Father”. Following on from their very well-received 2020 album,
“Never Enough Snuff”, “Sins of the Father” is an all-out brutal death metal assault on the senses;
while lyrically, it continues to push the boundaries of horror and depravity.
... more
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