Maimed And Mutilated

Knife cuts through internal organs. Axe ambedded in your sternum. Ice pick puncturing your eyeballs. Hammer cracking open your skull. . Skin is peeled and stripped off the bone.

Less Than Zero

Madman Marz

Madman marz, psychopath. Say his name, means your death. Hiding out, in the woods. Searching for, fresh young blood. . Hangs you up, breaks your neck.

Content Was Always My Favorite Colour

My world is firmly compressed. Into the pocket of your front breast. We pass over cities and towns. Collapsed in hopes that people find amusement. Amongst the depressed, what you say, goes.

Lord Of The Dead (mortician Part Ii)

Nightmare coming true. Tall man comes for you. Chill runs down your spine. You know it's time to die. Sphere drills in your head. Now you're lying dead.

It Runs In The Blood

Let go. Test the limits of desire. Let go. Penetrate to play with fire. Faceless names in nameless places. Of hope we only find traces. Fuck your addiction.

Lord Of The Dead (mortician Ii)

Nightmare coming true. Tall man comes for you. Chill runs down your spine. You know it's time to die. Sphere drills in your head. Now you're lying dead.

In Effigy

Island Of The Dead

Zombie island, corpses riding. Rotting undead, searching for flesh. Worms infested, putrid death stench. Lurching forward, seek human blood. Zombies come eat you alive.

Heroes And Conspiracies

Intro/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.

Anhoi Polloi

I hope, I plead, this reaches someone soon. Before this head becomes nobody much later. . I see real as an aging face with lines of time put right in place.

Growing Square Eyes

Put my body in the hole, in the ground. Underneath, there's no sound. Burn all that I've written. And every likeness of me. When it's done and I'm pulled.

Funeral Photography

Complete and total paralysis. Attaching to things we;ll never miss. Where we live is this. A rotting casket scaled with a kiss. Devour each day, the only way.

"in Places

I've got a box, a box of nice crayons.. Pick a colour and it's yours. We'll dedicate our lives to the colour. We'll play our music to its chords. . I'm not losing.

Intro / Gateway To Beyond

Portal to the dead. Rotting corpses sent. Unleashed on the Earth. Gate of Hell brings death. . Ancient prophecy. Legions of zombies. From beyond the grave.

Come What May

Collusionist

One-sided stories of playthings and. Piano strings and everything which in. The heart stings. . Like trying to sing while hysterically weeping. Franticly trying to seal the cracks through.

Intro / Defiler Of The Dead

Necrophile, Corpses Pile. Mummified, Mother Lies. . Skull Soup Bowls. Nipple Belts. Hearts In Pans. Eyes In Cans. . Masks Of Skin. Cunts On Strings. Strung Up Corpse.

Inquisition

Burned at the stake. Drowned in the lake. Stretched on the rack. Condemned to death. Disemboweled. Nipples pulled off. Burned and gutted. Torn by horses.