01 – Winds Of Devastation
Can you see the trees bowing helplessly
In the wake of a devastating power
Can you hear this howl
Rupture your eardrums
Unrelenting pressure
No relief to come
Feel the wind
Be undone
Seek shelter
But there is none
Can you feel your skin
Being ripped from your flesh
Your bones turn to dust
Your mind obliterate
Can’t fight the wind
02 – Tormentor
I will erase your dreams and sins
Your blood will boil with my hate
Feel pleasure of your kill
By slowly ripping skin
I’ll break your will to live
To late to pray and understand
And soon I’ll cut your body in
The rotting flesh on bones
It’s time pull off
The skin from bones
You lay on throne
Feel pain cold stone
I’ll take what’s left
Your soul your breath
Disease will be
Your pleasure you will see
Decompose your flesh and mind
Grave will be your home tonight
Die! Die! Die! Die!
Your neck will break in my hands
Your suffering is real
Approach to lifeless body
I’m ripping meat for feed
Time to free your bones from skin
To see them out from rotting flesh
Cut off your legs and throw you here
To see how you can slowly crawl
Cut you here
To see your bloody tears
Primal fear
Cut you here
To see your bloody tears
Carve your skin
Cut you here
To see your bloody tears
Primal fear
Cut you here
To see your bloody tears
Weak lifeless
03 – Rotting Earth
I walk along the abandoned roads on this rotting earth
Purification through demise is the way to rebirth
To rebirth
On this rotting earth
War after war, blood is spilling on this rotting earth
Ashes for rich soil, spiced with wastes, only death
Let’s cut open the abscess
Pus, feces and blood covered surface on this rotting earth
Decomposition of the living, graveyard mess
Graveyard mess
On this rotting earth
From the ash
Bones and gore
We will rise
We’ll reborn
From the dead
We’ll reborn
We will rise
To kill you all
Death is my pleasure
Doom is direction
Death is my pleasure
Life is abjection
04 – Picnic Party
I like to play some kind of game
Which boils my blood, makes me insane
I go to park after my work
To have fun. Searching for jerks
Come play with my disease
Fucking hipsters, stinky homeless
Now they all are involved players
Knives are sharpened, spiteful grin
Ready for action! Shall we begin?
Shred, chop and burn
Pain is enough for all
Hack, carve and maim
None of you will escape
Picnic Party
Shred, chop and burn
Go, motherfucker, your turn
Paranoia is my best friend
All is danger I must defend
Paranoia is my best friend
Together we spend every weekend
Shred, chop and burn
Pain is enough for all
Hack, carve and maim
None of you will escape
Picnic Party
Shred, chop and burn
Go, motherfucker, your turn
I like to play some kind of game
Killing around in different ways
Chainsaw roars, running rats
You lose your legs, sorry for that
Come play with my disease
Bloody rivers, gorgeous fountain
From broken skull I’m eating brains
Roasting in fire someone’s dick
Birds are singing, what a picnic!
Shred, chop and burn
Pain is enough for all
Hack, carve and maim
None of you will escape
Picnic Party
Shred, chop and burn
Go, motherfucker, your turn
05 – Omniphobic
I can see your fear of death
Poisoning your every breath
Flight would be your primal instinct
If only your legs weren’t so rigid
Paralyzing dread
Enthralling
Something in your head
In disorder
Twitching, trembling
Psychotic
Numbness in your limbs
You are omniphobic
Run, flee, pray, hide
There’s no escape
From this state of mind
Cut, bleed, choke, die
There is no cure
From this fault of mind
What’s that sound behind your back
Following your every step?
Darkness hides abysmal horror
Plunging you into endless sorrow
Paralyzing dread
Enthralling
Something in your head
In disorder
Twitching, trembling
Psychotic
Numbness in your limbs
You are omniphobic
Run, flee, pray, hide
There’s no escape
From this state of mind
Cut, bleed, choke, die
There is no cure
From this fault of mind
Paralizing dread
Enthralling
Something in your head
In disorder
Twitching, trembling
Psychotic
Numbness in your limbs
You are omniphobic
Run, flee, pray and hide
Cry and shiver every night
Don’t you ever leave your room
Someone’s always watching you
Run, flee, pray and hide
Cry and shiver till you die
Don’t you ever leave your room
Someone’s always watching you…
06 – Swamp
In the depth of pristine swamp
Ancient evil lives from beginnings
Miles of morass unexplored
Keep their bloody secrets buried in mud
Ages, eras changed each others
Wicked spirits remained and they wait
Wait for any source of life
Slowly to devour their power
Rot
Slay
Bleed
Decay
Swamp, plague swamp
Swamp, cadaverous dump
Swamp, plague swamp
Swamp, cadaverous dump
No day, no night, no time in swamp
There is only doom, eternal gloom
Feet can’t move, the strength decreases
Mind and body surrender. Feel the end
Deadly silence presses on ears
Scary thoughts ignite you from inside
Forget the things you knew before
You’re swallowed up, take it. Devastated
Rot
Slay
Bleed
Decay
Swamp, plague swamp
Swamp, cadaverous dump
All die in the swamp
07 – Die From Within
I will get inside you
And I will leave my mark
It will grow inside you
Festering, dark
You die. You die
You die. From within
You die. You die
You die and I win
Inside your putrid gut
My legacy will grow
Your inside will feed it
Till you are cold
You die. You die
You die. From within
You die. You die
You die and I win
I penetrate your filthy womb
The violent way
I will ensure impending doom
The violent way
I will end you
Desecrate you
Mutilate you
From inside of you
It will end you
Desecrate you
Mutilate you
From inside of you
08 – Black Magic
Corpus edimus
Sanguinem bibimus
Tolle corpus Satanae
Form the air, water and earth
You can gain the spring of power
To control one’s life or death
Weakly souls to be devoured
Captivating black magic
Breaking rules and taboo
From adept to slave
It controls and swallows you
Bad moon rising in cold sky
Biting wind repeats the spell
Executing the blood rite
Demons break away from hell
Domination and control
Filthy whores and blackjack
Jealous millions wish your fall
Kill em all there’s no way back
Feel the might of lethal incantations
Fireballs to burn the thralls
Avalanche after punch
Curse of blind – there’s no light
Then life drain. Eternal reign
By chain lightning – foes are frightened
Hurricane, corrupt and bane
Earthquake hideouts to break
Raise the dead. Welcome the end.
Corpus edimus
Sanguinem bibimus
Tolle corpus Satanae
09 – Mortal Fear
No chance finding dead rest
Creeping in grave, nightmare vomit
Always will be ungift
Finding way out to be slain off
There is no escape
From this rotten hole
Chains of moral shit rot
Under tension traiting your faith
Failure, worthless trying
Fighting rivals as thy terror
Don’t try fall into abandon
Hunts down rape soul make us eat it
Don’t try ever to escape it
Tracks down cut nerves, paralyzes
Fat pieces of shit are
Falling as legs stumble over bodies
Putrescent inside are melting
Heated by despair and anger
There is no escape
From this rotten hole
Always will be undare
Cursing thy soul, selfish pleasure
Tremor, paranoia
Brain submerged in shadow of fear
Unborn mistake
Fated to break
Be mocked and jeered
Is your mortal fear
Unborn mistake
Fated to break
Be mocked and jeered
Is your mortal fear
10 – Butchery
Inhale this bloody smell
As this warm body fell
On this stainless bed
Consuming life and breath
Depletion of mind
Voices inside
Collecting new parts
Grinding thin arms
Your favorite sounds
Of breaking these necks
Whispers inside
Screaming pride
Telling to cut
Symbols of pain
Light is gone
In the shape of undone
Inhale this doomed dwell
Cold blade is gonna tell
What’s hidden deep inside
Under the skin of flawless pride
Feel my blade inside
Your body is devoured
Knees are deep in blood
Keep silence when I cut
There is no your god
Do not move when I start
Merging with your blood
Feel the smell of you rot
Flesh from bones
Blood not comes
Lost of mind
Feelings died
Suffer here
Doom is near
Feel cold death
And lose your breath
Light
Here ends
Feel this pain
From my hands
Feel cold breath
When life turns death
Following by dark
To butchery’s your path
Inhale this poison fear
You are the next in the line of meal
Crushing bones ripping flesh
Body is becoming trash
Cut from inside
Raising my pride
Butchery’s might
Feel the butchery’s might
Butchery’s might
Butchery’s might
Butchery’s might
11 – Death Is Dead
You shoot yourself in the head
A bullet goes through your brain
Walls decorated in red
Yet you are feeling the same
Abominations of life
Deteriorating freaks
They stab each other with knives
Bled out and weak they still
Can not die
Death is dead!
No demise
Death is dead!
Tighten noose around your neck
Rope suspends you till it snaps
Suffocation can not make you die
Break your fast with cyanide
Causing failure of the heart
Flat line does not mean that you will die
All in vain
Death is dead!
Pain remains
Death is dead!
The hope you think you still have
Is to destroy with no trace
Self-immolation fails
Tied to your charred remains
No more peace
Death is dead!
No release
Death is dead!
Decompose
Death is dead!
Yet still live
Death is dead!