DESCRIPTION:
Flesh Ripping Sonic Torment!!! (1987)

-Genital Grinder -Regurgitation Of Giblets -Festerday -Limb From Limb -Pyosified (Rotten To The Gore) -Excreted Alive -Malignant Defacation

REGURGITATION OF GIBLETS
Coughing up a mixture
Of mucus, phlegm and bile
The sordid sight of burning flesh
...Your stomach is reviled

Spew up your sanguined guts
In your wooden box
Septic vomit of chyme...
...Putrid offal...

Regurgitated giblets
Blocked in your oesophagus
Eaten by the maggots
Trapped in your sarcophagus

FESTERDAY
Tear out your intestines
Cut your liver into two
Throttle your heart
Till it's swollen and blue

Puncture your flesh
Skewer your eyes
Leave you to fester
Then eat you alive

LIMB FROM LIMB
Limb from limb
Curled glands
Hacked giblets
Stumps for hands

Limb from bloody limb

Ruptured spleen
Rancid loin
Shattered ribs
Splattered groin

Limb from bloody limb

Retching pus
Dissect and slash
Limb from limb
Stenching gash

ROTTEN TO THE GORE
The lingering scirrhus begins to harden
As the insides fall prey to putrefaction
Rotting tissue turns to mush and pulp
As your mind is torn by encephalitis

Your cavities rot with ulcers
Your infected inflammations torn
Your gizzards eaten by incursive decay
You're infernally rotten to the gore...

Juices digested from each pus-swollen pore
Insatiable hunger as I feast on the gore
Nothing gives me greater pleasure
Than a bowl full of chyme
Maggot infested kidneys
Are what I choose every time

The smell of plaguing infection
Is nauseatingly emetic
Prolonged spumescence of stale pus
Stinks like hot, putrid vomit

Your body is indurate
The insides are black as tar
Your innards gnawed by septic hate
Now a mass of empyaema

Your blood is caked
Dried and inconsistent
Your bloody rotten gore
Is now vitrescent

EXCRETED ALIVE
Eaten alive
Munched into pulp
Premature necropsy
Comes closer with each gulp

Brain not fully dead
Decrepit splattered libs
Mass ensanguined spasms
Excretion now begins...

MALIGNANT DEFACATION
Dried, rotting, flaking, rancid flesh
Crumbling tissue - nothing left
Cancerous, mouldy, septic infestation
Smouldering decay of defecation

Your bowels now play host to pestilent decay
Waiting dormantly, it knows you're easy prey

See the corpse, smell the rot
Rigor mortis sets in like a frost
Lacerated arteries, entrails in a mess
The dry, stale smell of long rotted flesh

See the corpse, smell the warmth
As its cold, grey insides fester and burn
The guts may melt, but the torso remains
As the jellified innards turn into methane

Ultimate excretion of rabid globular neoplasm