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!