Dirty Ol' Clothes

Verse 1:. Like a vortex. Im bout to get sucked in. Like the ocean. I need a like preserver to live. Can you hear me. Im sending you a sign. If we dont fix this.

Rabid

Infected, rabid flesh. Revenge for, acid death. Frothed-deathrage. Tortured-Fleshcrave. Hippie crazed cult. Rabid bloodshed. Massacred. Chopped and hacked.

Pulsating Protoplasma

Psychotic Rage

Descending into madness. Thoughts of morbid bloodlust. Need to search for victims. Psychopathic killer. Dismember the body. Removing the kidneys. Tearing flesh and organs.

Procreation (of The Wicked)

Obliteration

End is here. Death is near. Genocide. Time to die. Nampalm falls. Cities mauled. Roaring fire. Fills the skies. Massive death. Warheads wrath. Human skin.

Noturam Demondo / Outro

Necronomicon. Inked in human blood. Bound in human flesh. Book of the dead. . Incantations. Force of death summoned. Ancient rites are called. Evil dead come forth.

Revolution

Nice hair, where are we going to?. Don't care, I wanna go with you. She did it, she did it again. Right there, is what I'm talkin' bout. Don't stare, I kinda creep her out.

Necronomicon Ex Mortis

Darkness falls in the forest of the dead. Evil forces lie dormant in the earth. Waiting for the summoning to arise. To terrorize and claim fresh mortal lives.

You're Not An Astronaut

Did anyone see those two birds colliding in mid air?. The cause of it a need to fit. And all this is a conch call for remembrance. And all this is a conch call for remembrance.

Necrocannibal/outro

Enter to the graveyard. Walk among the tombstones. Smell the putrid stench of. Rotting flesh, decayed bones. Unearthing a fresh grave. Open up the coffin.

You're A Loose Cannon Mcarthur...but You Get The Job Done

Where you'll be, I'll be from. In a while, it will rain up, back into clouds. Where it first plotted its escape. . We will take this time to strip down to our linens.

Necrocannibal

Enter to the graveyard. Walk among the tombstones. Smell the putrid stench of. Rotting flesh, decayed bones. Unearthing a fresh grave. Open up the coffin.

Where Cedar Nouns And Adverbs Walk

Every time we meet its always love and wine. The trees make our bathetic talk. Where cedar nouns and adverbs walk. . With beetles as the backup band. The flightless cheering in their stands.

Threehead

Bless you all who made laughter. Labs creation in head. Thanks to those who wrote novel. Efflorescence from the dead. . Troubled is creator. Whose mind is always dancing.

Mutilation Of The Human Race

Mass destruction. Dead and dying. Painful screaming. Blood is flowing. . Napalm falling. War is raging. Cities burning. Earth is crumbling. . Mangled bodies.

The Protagonist Suddenly Realizes What He Must Do In The Middle Of Downtown Traffic

Past the Atlantic gaps and the spaces it has. To a perfect home, to a finer place. . We all counteract with visions intact. With great impossibles and most crowded doorways.

Mortician

Morbid - bringer of death. Descends - unto the earth. Exhumes - the fresh graves. Corpses - are turned to slaves. He drains your blood and embalms you alive.

Stay Ups

Stay up for me. And well trade words about our youth. About our girls. . To keep us spinning with the world. . Stay up for me. And well compose and make a song.

Y Te Vas

Y te vas. Deslizando en la oportunidad. Para escapar. A veces siento que la vida. . Es una cosa que nos deja. Nos aleja nos refleja. Y nos alienta sin mas.