BLOODTHIRST

Blood soaks the ground
In their own, they will drown
Surrounded by disgust
Pounded into dust

DEAD HUMAN COLLECTION
Music - P. O'Brien, Lyrics - P.Mazurkiewicz

I cannot scream, my mouth is wired shut
I cannot see, my eyes are filled with blood
I must die while suffering

Pawn of torturous punishment
Losing all reason to live
Cherishing this painful death
To become part of the

Dead human collection
Dead human collection

I cannot hear with punctured ear drums
I can barely breathe, My ribs are crushed
I will die while suffering

Maimed, repulsive menagerie
Collection for the insane
Closer to death I become
I want to be one with the dead
Collection of dead humans, dead
I want to be one with the dead
Collection of dead humans, dead
I want to be one of them

Compilation obscene
An assembely for psychotic malefaction
Virulent anarchy
The final member of this vile congreagation

I cannot scream, my mouth is wired rot
I cannot see, my eyes turned into dust
I died into the...

Dead human collection

Dead human
Dead human

Dead human collection

UNLEASHING THE BLOODTHIRSTY
Music anD Lyrics - A. Webster

Dormancy
Spirits await rebirth
From their sleep
They will soon awake
Restless dead
Catching the wiff of hate
Blood they anticipate
They will soon drink
Murderers
Subconscious attraction
On their graves
Blood will now spill
Ancient bones
Reform in grounds below
Born, as the blood will flow
Killing is all they know

Blood
They live, they thirst
Blood

Coalesce
Pieces become a whole
For their strength
Blood is absorbed
Rancorous
Aeons of building rage
Death an immortal cage
Now they are freed
Livid beasts

Rising now for revenge
From the past
Hate comes alive
Tenebrous
Restruct evil ones
The demons will come
Cruelity has just begun

Blood
They live, they thirst
Blood, blood

First one that they find
Attack the mortal
Claws tear at his face
Pull the flesh fro bone
Decapitate the man
They hold his head aloft
Headless body slumps
The blood is gushing out

Screaming victims fall
Repulsive beasts attack
Gore pours from the torso
Hellish creatures stab
Organs, grisly trophies
Rewards for their rage
Blood drips from their jaws
They disembowel the corpse

Kill with speed
Victims bleed
Wretched souls
Headless on poles

Savage thirst
Vesseles burst
Torn apart
Eat the heart

Vengeance taking form
Endless hatred for the living
Plunderng the world
Paroxysm of the damned
Rapture of their rage
Euphoria from butchery
A dark world will eclipse all life
Barbaric ways forever reign

(solos- Owen, O'Brien, Owen, O'Brien)

Blood
They live, they thirst
Blood, blood

THE SPINE SPLITTER
Music - J. Owen, Lyrics - P.Mazurkiewicz

Fragmentizing, disunite the backbone from the skeleton
Chop the bodies, specialized in customized
Dismemberment
Hatchet wielding, never ending thought of
splitered vertebrae

Violent insurgency

Squalid dependancy, ivory interspersion, solace
Riving the arteries, splenetic complacency, somber

Irascible, aggressive ripping head to crotch, life relieving
Propensity, consuming of the spinal cord, dead not living
Animus from perpetual authority, contumacious

Bone displacement surgery

Stagnant, pools of endtrails, permeates wretched odors, depraved
Corpses cloven spineless, ultimate pancrea ablate

Violent insurgency, pernicious way of life
Bone displacement surgery, division with an axe

(solo - Owen, O'Brien, Owen, O'Brien)

Fragmentizing
Chop the bodies
Hatchet wielding
The spine splitter

Stagnant, pools of endtrails, permeates wretched odors, depraved
Corpses cloven spineless, ultimate pancrea ablate

Fragmentizing
Chop the bodies
Hatchet wielding
The spine splitting will never end

ECSTACY IN DECAY
Music - P. O'Brien, Lyrics - P.Mazurkiewicz

Immence oceans of gore, rivers of pus, mountains of bones
Rapture, fester in filth, abnormal wealth, immenced in a
world of decadence

Ecstacy in decy, engrossed in deterioration
Penchant for exterem ordure
Pervading of vicera
Rejoice in gristly disgust

Exorbiant reality

One thousand years of compiled wste, frenzy in muck
intoxicates

Ecstacy in decy, engrossed in deterioration
Penchant for exterem ordure
Pervading of vicera
Rejoice in gristly disgust

Exuberant castigation

Wading in bile, soaking in guts, ancient inards
Immence oceans of gore, rivers of pus,
mountains of bones
Rapture, fester in filth, abnormal wealth
immenced in a world of decadence

Mind altered, eternally fetid cadaverous empire
Squelched domain
Swamped ruins, dismal necrotic incarnate
metropolis
Lost dwelling

Exorbiant reality
Obfuscated ossuary

One thousand years of compiled wste, frenzy in muck
intoxicates

RAPED BY THE BEAST
Music - J. Owen, Lyrics - P.Mazurkiewicz

Black forest of evil, a demons possession
A beast in the wild with nocturnal dementia
Unearthly revival of clandestine extinction

Reborn creature, malicious being
Resurgance of a grusome species

With carnal obsession, it lusts copulation
Scent of fresh human blood invades its dominion
Surrounded in darkness, she enters a realm of hell

Infernal quest from a savage of death

Brutal attack, the innocent are unprotected
Hellish fury, deviance provides conception
Vicicious onslaught, its primal lust instinctual
Macabe fuckfest, inside her cunt, the
brute's erection

Raped by the beast

Anamialistic, pure hideous appearance
Repulsive re-existence, bearer of morbidity

(Solo - Owen)

Ritual, habitual

Black forest of evil, a demons possession
A beast in the wild with nocturnal dementia
Scent of fresh human blood invades its dominion
Surrounded in darkness, she enters a realm of hell

Raped by the beast

COFFINFEEDER
Music and Lyrics - A. Webster

Exhume the rotted casket
Robbing graves
But not for wealth
Cloaked in moldy rags
Hunting dead
Decrepit things from hell

Invade the sacred tombs
Search for food
Embalmed five days before
Ancient body stealers
Raid again
A fresh corpse beyond the door

From the ground they rise
Plundering the grave
When the faithful die
Its them, not God they meet

Consume the rotted bod
And unt more
Craving maws ooze blood
Gray skinned coffinfeeders
Seekig carrion
Eat the old ones last
Fiendish ghouls are chewing
Scraps of meat
Found inside the tomb
Roy veiled messengers
From beyond, bring the parish doom

From the ground they rise
Plundering the grave
When the faithful die
Its them, not God they meet

Unholy creatures swarming the coffin
Fighting for mouthfuls of flesh
Invading the tombs of the recently buried, to feast

Starvation of aeons sated tonight
Foraging ghouls consume
Ancient hunger awakened again

(Solo - Owen)

Strengthened by blood the undead attack
Septic beats from the grave
If living approach they are devoured too

Fragments of corpses nourish the pack
Fresh entrails they crave
The coffin is torn open, the zombies start
to consume

From the ground they rise
Plundering the grave
When the faithful die
Its them, not God they meet

HACKSAW DECAPITATION
Music - P. O'Brien, Lyrics - P. Mazurkiewicz

Memory of the insane
Of killing in so man ways, homicidal
Seeking redemption through rage
With hacksaws I decapitated them all

Blood covers the groud, my feet are saturaed
Rottig flesh scattered around, I feel no remorse

I don't remember my name
Or when blood of the dead flowed so relentlessly
Extracting the brains from the skulls
My anger evolves with the more heads I deform

Sawing the neck I am engulfed in fantasy
Chew the esophagus, cannibal delicacy

Utterly execerbated, forver deleterious

Slicing through skin, sundered larynx,
veins spraying blood
Tattered windpipe, facial carvings,
another head to abhor

Beheading sustains my desire
Enhancing my primitive mind
Annihilation without repreving

(Solo - O'Brien)

Memory of the insane
Of killing in so man ways, homicidal
Seeking redemption through rage
With hacksaws I decapitated them at will

Predacious, violent killing spree
Abolished, putrescent cadavers

Butchered in excrement, sordid obscurity
Feverish hunger to inhale the stench of their death

BLOWTORCH SLAUGHTER
Music - A. Webster, Lyrics - P. Mazurkiewicz

Scourged through searing
Incandescence
Melt together
Fire torture brings me intense pain

Pre-destined to incinerate
The flesh is dripping from my face
My limbs and torso mold as one as my
blood is boiling

Blowtorch slaughter
Bodily capitiluation
Blowtorch slaughter

Blowtorch slaughter
Merciless disintegration

Pre-destined to incinerate
The flesh is dripping from my face
My limbs and torso mold as one as my
blood is boiling

Conflagration through my viens
Desensitized, charring skin, burnt within, branded
soul, torrid cruelity

Dwidle away, glowing heat to mutilate
Head set ablaze, consumed in fames I burn
to the ground
Blowtorch slaughter

(Solo - Owen, O'Brien)

Pre-destined to incinerate
The flesh is dripping from my face
My limbs and torso mold as one as my
blood is boiling

Blowtorch slaughter
Merciless disintegration
Fire torture takes me to my end

SICKENING METAMORPHOSIS
Music and Lyrics by A. Webster

Change has begun
After the shape
Freakish events
Led to this change
Convert the man
From the norm

Altration
Surreal figure
Misshapen thoughts
Sickening metamorphosis

Twisting flesh
Ghastly face
Pain distress
Mind displace
Twisted flesh transforming appearnce of the
Ghastly face of the one that it chose
Pain distress of contortions and straining
Mind displaced as the spirit arose

Hideous one
Adapting fast
New skin grows out
Old skin peels off
Extra limbs sprout
Mutilation

Altration
Surreal figure
Misshapen thoughts
Sickening metamorphosis

Shifting bones
Gnarled limbs
Gruesome change
Features grim
Shifting bonestransforming the framework and the
Gnarled limbs are beginning to grow
Gruesome change to repellent appearance
Features grim in compelete overthrow

Tentacles extending from the face
Eyes are growing on his hands and back
Spikes and fangs cover his body
Skeleton re-shapes, bons pop and crack

(Solo - O'Brien)

A Monstrous thing he has become
Murderous compulsions flood his mind
Reconstruction reaches completion
He's no longer part of mandkind

Altration
Surreal figure
Misshapen thoughts
Sickening metamorphosis

Twisting flesh
Ghastly face
Pain distress
Mind displace
Twisted flesh transforming appearnce of the
Ghastly face of the one that it chose
Pain distress of contortions and straining
Mind displaced as the spirit arose

CONDEMNED TO AGONY
Music and Lyrics by A. Webster

Butchering the helpless
Was his way of life
Uncontrolled rage
Internal strife

The pain he dealt out was never repaid
Retribution was sought by the ones he had slain

Infernal phantasm
Condemned to agony
No escape after death
Condemned to agony

Heads of his victims
Have returned to haunt
Dripping with blood
Rotted and gaunt

The pain is reflected to him after death
With the victis of his knife, he is now beset

Reliving every crime
Condemned to agony
No escape from their hate
Condemned to agony, agony

He thought he got away
His crimes unpunished he took them to the grave
Their tortured souls are waiting

Now they make him pay
Exact their revenge using methods that he used
To make him understand them

To chop him up
Is their revege
With no remorse
They slash him, disfigure

Undying hate
His torment endless
He's torn apart and they cut the pieces smaller

The knife he used to maim
Is turned against him and now they will do the same
Dissect the man of evil

His fingers are cut off
And forced into his mouth so that he cannot scream
And in pain they revel

(Solo - Owen)

To chop him up
Is their revege
With no remorse
They slash him, disfigure

Abomination
Their creation
The man who killed them is now scattered
In the abyss

(Solo - O'Brien)

Infernal phantasm
Condemned to agony
No escape after death
Condemned to agony