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Orgiastic Disembowelment

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

You have sinned.. You will die.... You will be absorbed.. . No more god,. Safe at last.... Embrace the abyss.. . The dark is warm,. Comforting.... Welcome to the fold..


Phobophile

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

In the kitchen. With a screaming triple amputee.... Its completion depends solely. On my needs.... Said amputee's stumps. Are my way of saying... "Thank you.



Memories Of Blood

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

I awake remembering. nothing the next day,. my nostrils assailed. by the stench of decay. Dreams of dismemberment,. fantasies of torture. Mopping up affords me a.


Mutant Christ

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Abobinated, tiny god of mine. Overseeing my rest, my lust, my life. Torched in hatred. Loved in Horror sublime. Almost formless. Darkened, and yet you shine.


Graves Of The Fathers

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Sextons of the churchyard. Have seen unblessed things;. Ground no longer hallowed. Has sprouted new graves.. . Descendants of clan. That unsurped maternity.


Lichmistress

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Our lady of seven sorrows,. Mother of mourning, precious lich.... . A white horse found your grave,. Then it was beheaded.. The funeral goat's semen. Annoints your resting place..


Loathe

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Apprenticeship to my duty. Learner of a higher magnitude. A scholar at producing pain. Don't forget to include. A masters in brutality. Enjoy to be, my next fatality.


Flame To The Surface

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Sodom precise, burn the man. A promise of scorching. We hold a torch to the sun. Flame to the surface. We hold a torch to the sun. Flame to the surface.


Gravaged (a Cryptopsy)

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Ungentle exhumation. Must be thorough, remove it all. Catalogue every part,. Then rape them and eat them. How dare them bury. what should be mine. My dead companions.


Depths You've Fallen

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Out of focus. Need to get a grip. So you don't slip. Into the realm. Of lifelessness. As you crawl through. The debris of the past. . Feebly arise to one knee.



Emaciate

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Battle through with. Expertise and strength. Friendly fire, napalmed. Burning, blackened blood. Jesus lovers renege on. Promises of removal. . Nobody there ever had a reason to kill.


Faceless Unknown

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Travelling through the veins of prior existance. Only to realize you've lost your bearings. Dragged beyond human receptiveness. Surrounded, reach for the portal of answers.


Crown Of Horns

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Capricornus Rex in tenebris. I long to feel the dark caress. Of your cloven hooves;. I seek the loving warmth of your anus. As I place my worshipful. Lips about your teats..


Dead And Dripping

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Matriarchal piety disturbed at their. Vespers.. Sisterly society feels the stifling whispers.... Anger of the dead-at-sea denied proper. Interment,. Dumped overboard summarily, washed down.


Benedictine Convulsions

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

An ominous disembowelment.... The soothslayer is blinded, such is fate;. Abomination to damn the eyes.... For the righteous, a test of faith.. . "We thank thee lord, for this tribulation,.


Born Headless

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

You're not emoting:. one of us will have to dig deeper;. These are my cheek nails:. Penetration, though unclean,. can make you bleed. in so many interesting ways;.


Cold Hate, Warm Blood

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Late last night at rest with my mate. I'm visited by a victim of hate. A spectoral group, yet they're one and the same. They would never live. Nor would they have a name.


. . . And Then It Passes

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

The distance it allows at first. The change is felt through the air. The mother of nature speaks discontently. . As death tends to whisper defiance. Thinks it´s surprising, fully expected.


Abigor

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

O most luscious cenobite,. you wield your whip. as though it were another appendage;. Favor me with pleasure-pain,. rip me with your claws. Chew me with your saw-toothed cunt.


Back To The Worms

Artist: Cryptopsy
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

imagine every living thing. forever accompanied. by an alter dimensional being. phantom pain brought on by. the wounding of each individual's. extracorporeal entity.


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