Nightly Desecrations

by Captain Three Leg

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GK#28 c&p 2011 karaoke/c3l

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released 30 April 2011

GRINDCORE CINEMA presents
a DEATH, AGONY & SCREAMS production
"Nightly Desecrations"

Tracks #1-11 recorded on July 11, 2008 using a Fostex XR-7 Multitracker with vocal overdubs done sometime in March of 2010 on the computer using Magix Music Maker.
Andy – Guitar / Bass / Vocals
Brian – Drums / Vocals

Tracks #12-24 recorded December 22, 2009 direct to a Sony TC-WE475 cassette deck without any mixing. Vocal overdubs were done on March 28, 2010 using Reaper v3.11.
Andy – Guitar / Vocals
Chris – Bass
Brian – Drums

Tracks #25-49 recorded September 5, 2009 using a Fostex XR-7 Multitracker with vocal overdubs done August through November of 2010 using Reaper v3.11. These songs were recorded during the same session as “A Few Lixxx” album.
Andy – Guitar / Bass / Vocals
Brian – Drums

Tracks #50-52 recorded June 7, 2009 using a Fostex XR-7 Multitracker.
Jake – Guitar / Vocals
Andy – Bass
Brian – Drums

Tracks #53-79 recorded August 8+9, 2006 using a Fostex XR-7 Multitracker. Vocal overdubs were done sometime in April of 2007.
Andy – Guitar / Bass / Vocals
Brian – Drums / Vocals

Tracks #80-99 recorded August 15, 2006 using a Fostex XR-7 Multitracker. Vocal overdubs were done sometime in April 0f 2007.
Andy – Guitar / Bass / Keyboards / Vocals
Brian – Drums / Keyboards / Vocals

“Nightly Desecrations” is a collection of previously unreleased recording sessions. All songs written and performed by Captain Three Leg with the exception of the following: #44 Dropdead, #45 Infest, #48 Unisex. Mastered using SoundForge v4.5.

Cover art and logo by Daryl Kahan, Inside art by Tom Kemp, logo by Blakk / Angelkill, digital booklet by J. Randall. Thanks to Clint for releasing this, to Randall for hosting in on “Grindcore Karaoke”, to everyone who contributed artwork for this release and for Chris and Jake for always finding time to record with us on your visits home.

“Nightly Desecrations” was released in a limited edition of 100 pro-CDR’s by D/A/S Cassettes and Vinyl. Physical copies can be obtained by writing Clint at: dxaxsxgrindcore@gmail.com or by visiting his blog-site at: dxaxsxgrindcore-gcxgs.blogspot.com

A note about our lyrics and the lyric writing process:
This is the first time any of our lyrics have been made available. In the earliest days we didn’t even bother writing lyrics and just faked them, but over time we started writing stuff down so it didn’t sound like we were just going “rrrrrr, grrrrrr, grrrr!” over our music. We’ve never been an issue oriented band; these lyrics really do exist only to fill up space and nothing more. Grindcore in itself is pretty silly. Playing music as fast as possible, pretending to be angry about something, screaming at the top of your lungs is all pretty silly, especially when done by a bunch of people in their mid-30’s or older. At this age, unless we’re singing about how we don’t have any money leftover after paying our mortgage, we’re struggling to find things to write about. We always write our music first, and then lyrics a great deal of time later. We wrote about the most ridiculous and extreme scenarios imaginable knowing nobody would be reading our lyrics. A lot of our song ideas come from real-life news stories exaggerated to make for a better story. Just as often, a 3 to 5 second sample from a movie will dictate what the song will be written about and leave us scratching our heads trying to come up with lyrics to match. As a result, most of our lyrics are quite dumb, especially so considering we didn’t think anyone would ever see them or be able to make them out. These lyrics were never meant to be taken seriously; they’re offensive for the sake of being offensive, stupid for the sake of being stupid. Even with this disclaimer, I’ve chosen to withhold some of the lyrics from being printed as some were just too stupid/offensive. Through years of listening to this sort of nonsense, you might be able to make some/all of them out, but the cloud of doubt comforts me somewhat and I hope we’ve done a good enough job of making them indiscernible to the listener. They aren’t important anyway. They’re only words and exist as a place holder for growling and gurgle noises.

Contact the Captain at:
mortvillenoise@gmail.com
captainthreeleg.bandcamp.com
www.myspace.com/captainthreeleg

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Track Name: 50 Foot Wall of Death (Tsunami)
50 FOOT WALL OF DEATH (TSUNAMI)
Waves of death crashing over you
Splintering bone under brutal force
Tidal waves come, bring complete devastation
Receding water washes away the gore
50 foot wall of death
Track Name: Melted Puddle of Charred Remains (Volcano)
MELTED PUDDLE OF CHARRED REMAINS (VOLCANO)
Red hot lava death
The pressure’s been building for over a hundred years
Plumes of smoke spell out inevitable death
Burn
A blanket of ash rains from the sky
Fluttering down like tainted snow
Lungs turn black from breathing it in
Coughing up blood as you run for your life
Spewing forth red hot lava death
Feet turn to mush as you lose the race
Burning – melting
Flames consume your entire form
Melted puddle of charred remains
Track Name: Recipe for Crushed People and Meat (Tornado)
RECIPE FOR CRUSHED PEOPLE AND MEAT (TORNADO)
Hot meets cold turned upside down
A recipe meant for complete destruction
A spinning tornado crushes completely
A funnel cloud ripping a path of despair
Limbs torn from victims, Fly through the air
Houses crush people into meat
Track Name: From the Depths of the Ocean’s Putrid Guts (Hurricane)
FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE OCEAN'S PUTRID GUTS (HURRICANE)
From the depths of the ocean’s putrid guts
Unleashed upon the unsuspecting people
Too stupid or old to heed it’s warning
The hurricane squashes you dead like a bug
The dead float by on a river of sewage
Living in filth in a huddled mass
The stinking corpses are thrown in a pile
The stench of stupidity, of lingering death
Track Name: A Smothered, Bloody Mass of Shit Smeared Death (Earthquake)
A SMOTHERED BLOODY MASS OF SHIT SMEARED DEATH (EARTHQUAKE)
A rumble from the ground sends a chill to your core
Already aware, your worst fears come to life
The ground opens up and swallows you whole
As pieces of your house crush you dead
A smothered, bloody mass of shit smeared death
Trapped with your neighbors under mountains of stone
Aftershocks shake the last turd from your pants
One by one till the whole pile is dead
Rats feed from the freshly killed
Dropping shit on your head
Track Name: Burning Clouds of Death (Forest Fire)
BURNING CLOUDS OF DEATH (FOREST FIRE)
Discarded match or a lightning flash
The genesis of an unruly blaze
Deadly aftermath
Flames consume everything in sight
Animals run as they burn to death
The earth turns black under burning grass
Choking the air with burning clouds of death
Flaming trees turn black
Reduced to piles of ash
Track Name: Earth of Death (Drought)
EARTH OF DEATH (DROUGHT)
No rain for months, moisture gone
Extra dry
The earth of death
The crust of the earth blisters and cracks
Intense heat choking out all forms of life
Retreat underground to escape the heat
No daylight to help you beat the meat
Burn to crisp
Charred black earth
Skin turns pale from lack of sun – Drought of death
Now you’re ready for black metal band – Earth of death
Extra dry
Drought of death
Track Name: White Wall of Snow, Snow Death (Avalanche)
WHITE WALL OF SNOW, SNOW DEATH (AVALANCHE)
Snow fart, sweet lip kiss
Reverberations from below the waist
Your sweet lips flap an unbearable song
Echoing through the snow covered hills
Bringing a wall of white snow snow death
Snow fart
Sonic crack
White death
Track Name: Unstoppable Parade of Chaos, Death and Brown (Mudslide)
UNSTOPPABLE PARADE OF CHAOS, DEATH AND BROWN (MUDSLIDE)
Tidal wave of brown
Your hillside home crashes to the ground
Tidal wave of brown
Unstoppable parade of chaos, death and brown
Track Name: Frozen Death 2 (Arctic Blast)
FROZEN DEATH 2 (ARCTIC BLAST)
Arctic winds howl
Semen turns to semen cubes before it hits the ground
Track Name: Move Your Shit to Higher Ground (Flood)
MOVE YOUR SHIT TO HIGHER GROUND (FLOOD)
The water breaches the river banks
Spilling fish and sewage where you live and sleep
Hanging out on your couch watching TV
As a turd floats by across your floor
Move your shit to higher ground
Evacuate and say goodbye to your worthless junk
The water recedes and nothing remains
Except that turd lying on your floor
Track Name: Nut Smasher (Ball Crusher)
NUT SMASHER (BALL CRUSHER)
Push-ups, curls and lifting weights
Builds upper body strength
Crack your knuckles to loosen up
Then go in for the kill
Tightening grip through Levi jeans
Ruptured fabric from the strain
Testes crushed like ripened grapes
Pop
Track Name: Rape Seed
RAPE SEED
Beefsteak, cherry red tomato
Human shit plowed into the soil
And mixed with rotting vegetation
Cream-filled fruit sits under the ground
A rape seed for a brutal harvest
Festering under smelly ground
Juicy, ripe red ********* ****
***** **** ****** through the membrane
Fuck
Beefsteak, cherry red tomato
****
Track Name: Disease Ravaged Body
DISEASE RAVAGED BODY
Your prick comes detached from the base of your crotch
Torn from jerkin’ – Disease
Ravaged body – Skin seeps
Rotting tissue – Kleenex
Filled with semen and blood
Leper dick falls off
Track Name: The Putrid Chunks of Tainted, Shit Stained Meat
THE PUTRID CHUNKS OF TAINTED, SHIT STAINED MEAT
Swept up from a filthy floor
The putrid chunks of tainted, shit stained meat
Snouts, lips and assholes encased in intestines
Choking back vomit from the rotted pork
Track Name: Swollen Doom
SWOLLEN DOOM
A world upside down in a mass hysteria
Impending doom for all of civilization
The streets are swollen with riot and murder
With chicks knocked unconscious and fucked in the butt
Each man for himself, think only survival
Paranoia sets in, people turn on each other
Beaten bodies drain blood in the streets
Track Name: Formula-Core
FORMULA-CORE
Dumb it down to a minimum
Reduce it to its lowest form
Juvenile and irresponsible
Stripped of anything meaningful
The lyrics here exist to fill up space
Track Name: Brain Full of Shit
BRAIN FULL OF SHIT
Mental illness plants its roots
Distorting thoughts and breaking minds
My brain’s decayed, I think of things
That normal people wouldn’t dare
Like how come turds are always brown?
Are earthworms fucking underground?
If I die now, will no one care?
Will Suzy fuck me on a dare?
I lay in bed, **** **** ** ****
And when I’ve had enough of it
I spread ** ****** *** **** * ****
I lay back down and ponder it
Nobody will talk to me
Cuz I talk shit and smell like pee
I creep them out until they leave
Nobody wants a friend like me
I’m not crazy, can’t you see?
I just don’t give a fuck
Track Name: With Rod in Hand
WITH ROD IN HAND
Wake up early Sunday morning
Load the truck, get on the road
Back end filled with rods and coolers
Driving to the fishing hole
With rod in hand, at one with nature
Fresh air blows across the tip
With rod in hand, you catch a nibble
Hook in mouth, you reel one in
Drop your pants to take a leak
It feels so right within your hand
What could it hurt when no one’s watching?
Up and down upon my rod
With rod in hand
******** ***** into the pond
Track Name: Mutiny at Last
MUTINY AT LAST
Stabbed in the back again and again
Blood pours from the wounds and collects on the floor
Slice off your ears, take it like a man
Discarded appendage like pieces of trash
Battle lines drawn, trust in no one
Each man for himself in these times of war
Don’t let down your guard, stay always alert
Draw first blood, then never look back
Money made form selling drugs
Easy come, easy go
Jacked up on amphetamines
Don’t hesitate to use your gun
Shoot them dead, then leave them there
Speed away with cash in hand
Spend it all on dope and whores
Repeat it all as necessary
Track Name: World’s Tallest Midget
WORLD'S TALLEST MIDGET
You spend your whole life cutting down others
To make yourself feel good about whom you are
One dig at a time, one after another
Your razor sharp tongue cuts deep into flesh
Just look at yourself, you’re no better than us
Than those you project your hatred on to
Well here is your crown, be proud of your title
The world’s tallest midget is one hell of a prize
Submerged in negativity
You’ll never get the best of me
World’s tallest midget still makes you pretty small
Track Name: Douche-bag on Skis
DOUCHE-BAG ON SKIS
Hitting the slopes of the frozen north
Ascend to the top of this snow covered mound
Push off into an uncertain fate
Speed towards the bottom while dodging trees
The douche-bag beside you crosses in front
Your face smacks the ground with lethal force
He swings back around, then farts in your face
The air smells of shit, your face filled with blood
Track Name: Truth Decay
TRUTH DECAY
A constant stream of stupidity dribbles from your lips
You give no thought to what you say or what we’ll think of it
You talk and talk incessantly, you never stop to pause
We’ve had enough, all we can take; it’s time for you to shut the fuck up.
Your diarrhea mouth fills the room with shit
Take leave now and give us some respite
From your run-on of useless, meaningless talk
Track Name: The Death Cure
THE DEATH CURE
Slit my wrists while I sit in the tub
Or hurl myself off a bridge
Shotgun blast to an open mouth
Or walk out in front of a bus
Tighten a rope around my throat
Or take a handful of pills
Pick a fight with an angry cop
Or turn on the gas and go to sleep
I have decided I’m better off dead
I’ve had it with life, so I’ll try death instead
I’ve made up my mind, I’m better off dead
I’ve had it with life, so I’ll try death instead
Track Name: Crucial Orifice
CRUCIAL ORIFICE
A woman’s got to use what she has to get what she wants
(lyrics based on the James Brown song “Hot Pants”)
Track Name: Handle Deep
HANDLE DEEP
Locked behind bars for crimes based on love
Wielding the knife I shoved up her cunt
Knife thrust in deep, done without gloves
Up to the handle, then gave it a turn
Blood on the bed, love in her eyes
Sharpened steel, a phallic surprise
The warm embrace of man and wife – pussy stabber
A stronger bond because of knife – pussy stabber
Bleed to death, you realize
Pussy stabber jailed for life
Track Name: Ruptured Vessels Spurting Blood
RUPTURED VESSELS SPURTING BLOOD
Beating my head against a wall
Drown out the sound of constant talk
Frustration mounts to boiling point
Ruptured vessels spurting blood
Stroke
Conversation goes nowhere
Repeating shit already heard
Shut your mouth and fucking listen
Track Name: Telephone Harassment
TELEPHONE HARASSMENT
A long-distance greeting to put you right back in your place
From miles away there comes a call
Mom and dad lay down the law
Run down the kids and piss them off
Make them hate you even more
Yo, suck your own
Track Name: Sewer Mouth
SEWER MOUTH
Involuntary bursts of rage
Profanity against your will
Numb-nuts, shit, douche-bag, twat
Without a thought, nutsack, piss
Strange disorder called Tourette’s
Track Name: Mind Mush (Head Shit)
MIND MUSH (HEAD SHIT)
Head full of mush
Mind full of shit
Track Name: Beat Red
BEAT RED
Tie me up, hit me
Track Name: Ritual Fertility
RITUAL FERTILITY
Hunting in the jungle
Bloody spear clenched in hand
Chunks of meat strewn about
Gutted beasts among the trees
Legions of hunters wielding erections
The unsuspecting woman
Bent over her stew-pot
He thrusts his spear inside her
No use for lubrication - seed
Popping off inside her
Fulfilling obligation
Populate the species
Semen flows like river
Shit-caked newborn baby
Result of tribal cunting
***** ******* **** **** ******
Ritual fertility – spawn
Track Name: Inter-Gender Wrestling Champion of the World
INTER-GENDER WRESTLING CHAMPION OF THE WORLD
Lawler
Kauffman
Clifton
Cancer
Track Name: Fern
FERN
Your best friend is a fern
Take it on the bus with you
Fired from your job
Your greeting cards started to suck
Walk along the bridge
Find a spot and stake it out
This looks like the one
To take the plunge and end it all
You’ll never find true love
No one wants to be with you
Always the lonely guy
Alone
Track Name: Pee’r Pressure
PEE'R PRESSURE
Pressure removed
Relief from pain
Head cleared of all thoughts
Track Name: Half a Peace Sign
HALF A PEACE SIGN
The simple expression of anger
Minimal effort
Track Name: Emergency Pull Off
EMERGENCY PULL OFF
A trip to the clinic, emergency visit
Foreskin is torn, painful bloody appendage
Half peeled banana, blood pours from the tip
Severed tip sealed in a Ziploc bag
Vice grips placed around your rod
Twist the head off, falls to ground
Using tools to masturbate
Mangled member in your hand
Track Name: Fag Music
FAG MUSIC
A string of notes and melody
A hatred of the purest kind
Clever words and rhyming schemes
A wasted effort on my ears
A vocal range of four whole octaves
Don’t give a fuck about your skill
The nerve to call yourself musician
Call yourself a fucking artist
I hate music
Give me blasts of pure noise
Death to music
Heavy metal’s not enough
Death to music
Track Name: Misery Olympics
MISERY OLYMPICS
Flakes of skin fall like snow
Open sores bleed through clothes
A miserable of man sits with bottle in hand
Choking back rage, he fights the urge to kill
Wounded knee, constant pain
Stench of rot, hate-filled days
A walk through the woods where buried bodies lie
Slashes of light slicing through the trees
Late at night at foot of bed
Silently watches you sleep
Life in the dark, basement is his home
Constantly drunk on rot-gut wine
Flakes of skin, open sores
Stench of rot, choked back rage
Track Name: Albatross
ALBATROSS
Giant sea bird hangs in the sky
Hovering above the vast blue sea
Souls of lost sailors inhabit the bird
Lost souls of the forgotten seamen
Plucked from the sky, dinner is served
Sea bird
Remains of bird hang from your neck
The burden of slaughtering seamen’s soul
The strain of seamen on your neck
Crippled sailor, neck craned to the floor
Track Name: Finn-ished
FINN-ISHED
Your band’s a bunch of fakes
No ideas of your own
Finn death metal frauds
Not content with being a fan
You rip off their name
Stole their riffs and guitar sound
“Demos only, bro.
That later stuff is poser shit”
Stop trying to attach your name to someone else’s work
That scene died 18 years ago when you were still a punk
You shed your skin like a snake to re-invent yourself
Make up your mind and pick a scene, stop being a fake
Those bands moved on, changed their sound ‘cause grindcore was a bore
Their greatest album was “Deluxe”, they moved away from gore
But here you sit, stuck in time pretending you were there
You’re Finnish worship death metal clowns, pretenders to the throne
Those records meant so much to you, you gave them all away
In exchange for gas money as if they meant nothing
Then later try to get them back and say they were on loan
A Finnish fake death metal god goes back on his word
You ripped off their name
Stole their riffs and guitar sound
“Demos only, bro.
That newer stuff is poser shit.”
Your band’s a bunch of fakes
Can’t write a song of your own
Finn- death metal frauds
Not content with being a fan
Track Name: Remoistening of Dead Tissue
REMOISTENING OF DEAD TISSUE
(lyrics withheld)
Track Name: Random Acts of Disrespect
RANDOM ACTS OF DISRESPECT
Rude
Insolent
Dishonour
Impudence
A box of shit mailed to someone’s house
10 miles under in the passing lane
Fart in the elevator before getting out
Defacing things most people hold sacred
Spitting on floors
Not holding doors
Cut someone off
Outright ignore
Stepping on toes
Picking your nose
Speaking your mind
Anything goes
Track Name: Wake of Deception
WAKE OF DECEPTION
(Dropdead cover, dust off your records and look for yourself)
Track Name: Shackled Down
SHACKLED DOWN
(Infest cover, too lazy to type them out)
Track Name: The Adventures of Dickman and Throbbin’
THE ADVENTURES OF DICKMAN AND THROBBIN'
With mask and cape and raging hard-on
Dickman springs forth to the rescue
A burst of seed, jet propulsion
Throbbin’ jerks it with no choice
Track Name: Summoning the Invisible Swordsman
SUMMONING THE INVISIBLE SWORDSMAN
Horseback ride through the desert
On a mission to see the singing bush
Say the magic chant, fire one shot in the air
Summoning the invisible swordsman
Santa Poco people are under attack
The crushing hand of the evil El Guapo
German guns traded, tightening grip
Ned, Lucky and Dusty to save the day
A plethora of piñatas locked in the storeroom
Infamous means just more than famous
Gringos are dropping out of the sky
Male planes with visible little balls
Sew very old one, sew like the wind
Track Name: Ceiling Fan Massacre
CEILING FAN MASSACRE
Spinning round and round
The blades of the ceiling fan
Installed it much too quickly
Say hello to death
Nuts and bolts falling down
The blades rip through your head
Your blood splatters on the wall
Sit and laugh while you lie dead
Track Name: Death Replaces Life
DEATH REPLACES LIFE
Life now ends
Death takes its place
Life now ends
Death by one’s own hand
Track Name: Colon Blast
COLON BLAST
(not sure what the lyrics are, or if lyrics even exist)
Track Name: Swallow the Leader
SWALLOW THE LEADER
(no lyrics)
Track Name: Headlights and Ass-pipes
HEADLIGHTS AND ASS-PIPES
(no lyrics to this one, either)
Track Name: Waste of Life… Waste of Death
WASTE OF LIFE... WASTE OF DEATH
As I lay stricken with grief
The pain of life, a heavy weight to lift
Take my life, the option of death
Consumes my thoughts night and day, I scream
Agonized, crying in torment
Tortured soul, down on my luck, no hope
Sing the blues, a deathly hymn
A chorus of ghouls sing in tune
My death – suicide
A waste of life
A waste of death
Cut, grab the knife, plunge into ear
Stop the voice that’s in my head
Slice my wrist down to the bone
Anxious to die, my body is numb
Eager to receive the gift of death
Cut, grab the knife, plunge into ear
Stop the voice that’s in my head
Slice my wrist down to the bone
Pools of blood fall to the floor
Anxious to die, my body is numb
Eager to receive the gift of death
As I lay stricken with grief
The pain of life, a heavy weight to lift
Take my life, the option of death
Consumes my thoughts night and day, I scream
Track Name: Mindless Violence
MINDLESS VIOLENCE
I’m a prick, its how I’ve always been
It started back when I was ten
Love to fight, punch you in the face
I attack, beat with all my strength
My life is exciting
Filled with mindless violence
Choosing victims at random
Overpower others
You disagree with me?
I’ll keep on talking, as dumb as I can be
I won’t back down at all
Making up lies, supporting my argument
In a crowded room
I cut the cheese, blame it on the dog
Impossible to like
You hate me and I wouldn’t have it any other way
Meet your wife, then stare at her tits
Punch your kid, make him fucking cry
Steal your car, drive it off a cliff
I’m a prick, expect nothing less
Pick my nose, wipe it on your bed
Kick your dog, mindless violence
I’m a shit-talking piece of fucking shit
Track Name: Death Storm
DEATH STORM
Dead bloody pile of death
Track Name: Devoured ‘07
DEVOURED '07
Stomach ripped open
Entrails fall from your chest
Track Name: Inhuman Post-Mortal Jigsaw of Meat
INHUMAN POST-MORTAL JIGSAW OF MEAT
Thrown from a bus
Your head hits the ground
A red smear stretches for miles
An ambulance comes
To clean up the mess
Pouring cat litter to soak up the blood
The men in white work extra hours
Putting pieces of you back together
A crumbled mess of bone and meat
Scooped into piles for someone to eat
Body bags filled with bloody mess
Your mother mourns your gore-soaked death
Inhuman post-mortal jigsaw of meat
Bloody mess now cleaned from the street
Brutal back-ache from mopping up meat
Track Name: Fucking Death
FUCKING DEATH
The heat of the sun escalating
The oceans begin to boil
Creatures of the deep float to the top
As flesh metals from their bones
The sky a death bringing sauna
Dehydrating all that exists
Fevered, painful red blisters
Infest all without shelter
Screaming, dying, clawing at my flesh
Burning skin, a blackened mess
Screaming, dying, clawing at my flesh
Burning skin, a blackened mess
Burrowing through underground tunnels
Feeble attempts at saving your life
The sun shoots its heat rays of death
There’s no escaping your fate
The heat cracked surface of desert earth
Grilled and devoid of life
Dead lifeless bodies litter the ground
The stench of a dying planet
Screaming, dying, clawing at my flesh
Burning skin, a blackened mess
Screaming, dying, clawing at my flesh
Burning skin, a blackened mess
Scorched earth, dead world set aflame
Inferno, black smoke fills the sky
Cremate, all things turned to ask
Total death, no life, fucking death
Scorched earth, dead world set aflame
Total death, no life, fucking death
Hordes of insects roam the earth
Mutated from the intense heat
Feeding off the overcooked bodies
Left from the sun’s genocide
Track Name: Swarm
SWARM
Hordes of hungry insects assemble for the hunt
Disperse into the darkness through the damp wasteland
Stampede fills the horizon, carving out a path
They come upon their victim, overwhelmed by the swarm
No escaping its brutal attack
A savage dog-pile covering its prey
Dismembering limbs, removing organs
In pieces small enough to be carried
A grotesque parade of the freshly killed
By the anxious victors of the hunt
Return to the hive soaked in blood
An orgy of meat, an orgy of blood
Bellies filled with gore – stretched to the fullest
Horde now in slumber – the nightly feast is done
Swarm!
Track Name: Regurgitated Corpse
REGURGITATED CORPSE
Hot dog
Bodies in the ground
Dead for fifteen days
Swelling up with gas
Ready to explode
Hot dog shaped corpse
Filling up the casket
Bloated rotten body
Not an inch to spare
Bite into the corpse
Sink your teeth inside
The hot dog of death
Melts into your mouth
Feasting on the dead
Vomit in your mouth
Puke sprays from your face
Regurgitated corpse
Corpse
Track Name: Terri Rectum, Jenny Talia + Anita Johnson
TERRI RECTUM, JENNY TAILIA + ANITA JOHNSON
Intestines bound, irregularity
Terri rectum
Clogged anus
Rip open the package
Lube up your hand
Forced in ass-pipe, instant relief
Terry rectum
Anal explosion
Sore and still leaking
The stench of baked bread
Brown fish
Track Name: Crushed, Smashed and Smothered
CRUSHED, SMASHED AND SMOTHERED
Crushed underneath burning buildings
Earthquake
Track Name: Aggressive Cannibalism
AGGRESSIVE CANNIBALISM
Come upon a site of aggressive cannibalism
Track Name: Opportunistic Infection
OPPORTUNISTIC INFECTION
(lyrics not found)
Track Name: The Spawn of the Gnaw Beast
THE SPAWN OF THE GNAW BEAST
Weeks turn to months
The time has come
The spawn of the gnaw beast has risen
Chewing on your face
Your lips are his snack
Swallowing your features
Then shitting them back out
Track Name: Forced Entry
FORCED ENTRY
Forced entry
****
Suffocation
Break into your house
Through an unlocked window
Sleeping in your bed
Hopelessly unaware
The sound of plastic being stretched across your face
Gasping for air in a feverish panic
Flailing limbs in a desperate attempt
Slipping into an unconscious state
******* ** ***** **** ** ********* ****
Track Name: Collapse
COLLAPSE
Weakened by pain and loss of blood
Collapse to the ground
Track Name: The Tale of Joseph Curtis
THE TALE OF JOSEPH CURTIS
Hear the tale of Joseph Curtis
He had a cushy job working as a therapist
Helping troubled teens while ********* **** *****
Secret life
**********
Secret life of Joseph Curtis
His computer needed fixing
Dropped it off at Best Buy
Much to their surprise
Loads of dirty pictures
Pictures he didn’t want them to see
Pictures of boys ********** *********
Pictures of boys with *** **** ** ***** *****
Pictures of Joseph ******* *** ***
Questioned by the cops
Fired from his job
Divorced by his wife
Beaten up in public
Life is ruined
Joseph Curtis
Chased out of town
Needed to re-locate
Found some new hobbies
Gave up on photography
Track Name: Lady Gourmet
LADY GOURMET
Eat a big meal
Smoke a cigarette
Drink a cup of coffee
Then put down some plastic
Invite a couple friends
Take off all your clothes
Rub your full stomach
Drink of Kaopectate
Dinner is served
Your mouth opened wide at the ***** *******
Jaws locked open awaiting the gift
Sounds of struggle, grunting with strain
Delivering the gift of a ****** ***
Making its appearance one inch at a time
Quickly received by an eager mouth
Breaking off at the source from its own weight
* ***** **** ** *****, too much to take
Rolling it around, * **** ***** ****
Coating your ***** **** * ***** ****
Eat it from a plate
Cut it with a knife
Wash it down **** ****
Get it all on tape
Track Name: The Blackout
THE BLACKOUT
The lights go out in the city streets
You’re free to do as you please
Grab your guns and smash some heads
**** ******* **** ** *** ***
The blackout
Track Name: Choke ‘n’ Puke
CHOKE 'N' PUKE
Smoke rises as the flames drape your corpse
Charred remains
Body turned to a lump of coal
Track Name: Serious Intestinal Distress
SERIOUS INTESTINAL DISTRESS
(lyrics not found)
Track Name: Boob
BOOB
Life filled with pain, muscles are strained
Back hunched over, weakened frame
Protruding veins, sweater stretched tight
Unwanted glances, denying advances
Milky jugs swollen, swollen in pain
A brutal reduction of fleshy mounds
Track Name: Parasitic Invasion
PARASITIC INVASION
Covered with ticks and parasites
Your body a host to a gruesome feeding
Draining your blood one drop at a time
The ticks get fat and fall to the ground
Dizzy from loss of blood
Infected with deadly disease
No hope for cure
Failing health from parasitic invasion
The insects have taken their prey
Track Name: The Life of a Fecal Sifting Madman
THE LIFE OF A FECAL SIFTING MADMAN
Sifting through piles of human debris
For no reason other than to be sifting
Sexual gratification from fondling turds
The life of a fecal sifting madman
Sifting through brown piles of turd
Take the turd home for later
Track Name: Toaster Bath of Death
TOASTER BATH OF DEATH
Bored with life and in need of a bath
You grab the toaster and run to the tub
Setting the mood by lighting some candles
Playing some music, pulling your pee-pee
Finish up by drinking, grab your favorite beverage
Found the perfect ending, leaving on a high note
Grab the toaster
Push the plug in
Hold your breath
Submerge in water
Charging through your body
A thousand volts of power
Screaming out in pleasure
Your very last gasp of breath
Toaster bath of death
Track Name: Anger is it's Own Reward
ANGER IS IT'S OWN REWARD
Lashing out
Filled with rage
Anger is its own reward
Track Name: Skeleton
SKELETON
Hollow
Decayed
A thin exoskeleton is all that remains
Track Name: Bloody Brain Booger of Bleeding Nose Gore Death
BLOODY BRAIN BOOGER OF BLEEDING NOSE GORE DEATH
Picking your nose, getting in a good dig
Past the first knuckle and up to your wrist
Digging around and probing your skull
What you have found will leave you dead
Picking your brain and leaving a dent
Breaking the skin, pulling out meat
Removing your finger, a green bloody mess
Your brain is deflating, pouring out of your nose
Buckets of gore drain from your head
Large gray chunks make a timely escape
Rivers of blood fall like rain
Head caves in an empty shell
From the neck up - Completely dead
Your own fault – Dead brainless mess
On the floor – Lies your judgement
Death from nose – Brain booger death
Bloody brain booger of bleeding nose gore death
Track Name: Human Termite
HUMAN TERMITE
Human termite eating your bone
Chewing through you
Traveling through your skeletal system
Weakening the structure of your form
Body shrinking, losing its shape
A bag of unsupported tissue and organs
Track Name: Axe Slasher
AXE SLASHER
Gripping the handle
Swinging the axe
Blunt force trauma
Headless corpse
Crushing your trachea
Vertebrae snap like matchsticks
Track Name: Brutalized
BRUTALIZED
Walk home from work
Doesn’t feel right
Footsteps behind you
Abduction
Tossed in a van
Driven away
****** *****
*********
Blow to the head
Turned inside out
Tossed in a ditch
Brutalized
Track Name: Stretchneck
STRETCHNECK
A black hood placed upon your head
Led to the gallows for your final moment
Sweating in fear as the noose is placed around your neck
The floor falls from underneath you
Neck snapped and stretched
Left to swing for the cheering spectators
Track Name: Creepy Chris
CREEPY CHRIS
In Denver Colorado lives a dirty old man
Hangs out at schools with *** **** ** *** *****
Festering Puke plays on his car’s stereo
Track Name: Home Invasion
HOME INVASION
Break into your house and go through your things
Dig through your laundry, choosing the best
**** ****** ******* ********* over my head
******* my ***** and ******** my ****

The **** ****** positioned **** ** ****
Deeply inhaling the earthy ***** *****
Licking the ****** where **** ***** ****
Stuffing your toothbrush in ** *** ***
* ***** *** ** ** your favorite stuffed animal
****** ** *** on the drapes as I leave
Track Name: Pillow Angel
PILLOW ANGEL
****** buds removed, ****** scraped
Shots to the spine preventing her growth
Forced adolescence, the rest of her life
Daddy’s little girl no one can take
Perverse intervention of nature’s course
Doctor’s interference seals her fate
Maxing out the weight limit of her stroller
Freak of nature, a 40 year old infant
Hidden detail that nobody knows
Selfish reasons, dad ***** ****** *****
The quadriplegic woman child cries in pain
******** ***** ***** ****** *** *** *****
Our little pillow angel with no hope of escape
********* *********** till her eventual death
Track Name: The Black Fog of Death
THE BLACK FOG OF DEATH
The black fog of death covers the night
Christians impaled on Lucifer’s horn
Listening to Venom as we drive to buy our makeup
In my black leather
I practice drawing pentagrams on my notebook
Pitchfork mounted on my bedroom wall
Track Name: Medical Camp 9
MEDICAL CAMP 9
At medical camp 9 our business is death
Lesbian orgies and castration
Injecting prisoners with horrible disease
They call me “She-Wolf of the SS”
Sterilization with electric dildo
Whipped bloody bodies serve as a warning
Thrown to the soldiers *** **** ****
Block of ice underneath your feet
Loop of rope around your neck
Keep it up, or cut it off
Burn the camp, destroy the proof
Track Name: Nightly Descerations
NIGHTLY DESCERATIONS
The nightly desecrations of your burial site
Your final resting place interrupted and in ruin
Relocated to an unmarked tomb
Track Name: I Lived My Life as a Retard
I LIVED MY LIFE AS A RETARD
The formative years of my life
Starting with the age of eight
I shit myself and drooled a lot
Stealing money from the state
I lived my life as a retard
Busted at a traffic stop
My 30 year retard scam is finished
Track Name: Clear Intentions
CLEAR INTENTIONS
An ageing fat gym teacher **** *** ****** ** * ******* ****
Text messages are sent proclaiming his intentions
Beads of sweat form on the school girl’s face
The details aren’t quite worked out
But ******* ******* ** *****
Track Name: Drain Babies
DRAIN BABIES
Collected streams of human waste
Pools of ***** ***** **** ****
Beneath the town a creature is spawned
The creature is spawned
Track Name: You’re Dead
YOU'RE DEAD
You’re dead
You’re dead!
Track Name: Death Corpse
DEATH CORPSE
Mind pain
Life drain
Gun pulled
Blood stain
Death corpse
Track Name: Partially Calcified Mass
PARTIALLY CALCIFIED MASS
(no lyrics)
Track Name: Understanding and Overcoming Anal Fissures
UNDERSTANDING AND OVERCOMING ANAL FISSURES
(instrumental)
Track Name: Adequately Wet
ADEQUATELY WET
(instrumental)
Track Name: Veno Occlusive Priapism
VENO OCCLUSIVE PRIAPISM
(instrumental)
Track Name: Clogged Bowel
CLOGGED BOWEL
(instrumental)