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Organic Spare Parts
03:46
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Collection
03:20
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My hobby
Obsession
Festering skin lesions
Flay the flesh
Fertile ground
Implant upon my skin psoriasis
Pus
Tropical ulcers
Brewing up disease
Rot
Subcutaneous worms
Writhe within me
Disease
Human incubator
Epidermal infection
Skin virus mutation
I collect specimens
My culture jars overflow
Corpulent bounty
Lepers’ corpse
Midnight exhumation
My one joy
Is a suit
Of rippling hideous gore
Fungal infestation
Reeking open sores
Exude their foulness
Smell of sweet decay
Erupts into my nostrils
I am
A mass of boils
A pungent pile of filth
My hobby
Obsession
My beautiful collection
Impulsive
Obsession
My beautiful
Collection
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3. |
Death By Draino
02:31
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Death By Draino
Now you see the stupid yuppie bitch
Going out to try and score some coke
But it’s cut with something she doesn’t want
It’s cut with something she doesn’t need
Yes that’s rights it’s something nasty, Drano
The sodium hydroxide lurks within
The baggie she takes to her pathetic little party
She cuts it up on her lice marble slab
Snorts dying
She’s dying
Burning in her head like nasal napalm
Destroying, corroding fragile flesh
Flooding her system, massive renal failure
Her lungs dissolve into chunks of blood
Convulsing and vomiting in death
Every orifice discharges
Lying in a pool of shit
No one mourns the yuppie bitch
She’s become something she despised
She’s just another bloated corpse
She’s garbage
Trash!
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Parched
04:05
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Parched
Stumbling dazed and disturbed I am dying
Under a scorching south sun
I’ve had cones and I’m stoned no sense of direction
My torment has only begun
The bong I notice still lodged in my hand
Its odious contents my only moisture
The sun it pounds me like a hammer to an anvil
I sniff the bong water, is it clear?
But its thick and putrid I gag at its odour
Texture and smell like baby shit!
I stagger confused for three days and nights
The bong water gets more attractive each day
It’s foul and repulsive but finally I succumb
I must drink or die of dehydration
It keeps calling me
Drawing haunting me
Torturing me
But then I
Raise the bong to my lips and I drink
Flavour just like licking an ashtray
My stomach convulses I vomit blood and bile
I suffer massive total dehydration
I lie dying
Prune like husk
Puking crying
Killed by the bong!
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Aftermath Sydney, Australia
Old school Death Metal from Sydney Australia.
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