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Time-worn doors muffle laughs of maddening glee
Hiding unspeakable acts that give no chance of a final plea
Euphoric human butchery in a formerly clinical setting
Defiled corpses lead to their subsequent beheading
One enters the cadaver, as one begins his feast
A grotesque display of the recently deceased
Disgusting platters of sickening choice cuts
Ghoulishly gorged upon as their minds rot
Smeared blood coats contrasting pale flesh
A beautiful sight of necrohedonistic excess
Come to the symposium...
Broken limbs discarded in terrible disarray
Achieving my sick satisfaction through post-mortem spay
Libidinous fluids spread on the soon to be cremated
None left whole, bodily identities dissipated
Scattered and violated, our hunger and lust satiated
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Involucrum Osteomyelitis
02:34
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Within the core of the sequestra infection
The collection of pus surrounding grainy tissue
Forming a wholesome intraosseous abscess
Increasing the pressure to rupture the cerebrum
Slow-flowing blood
Predisposing bacterial proliferation
Acute Ostemomyelitis
Involucrum surrounding the sequestrum
The ruptured cortex forming a cloaca
Leading the stream of the draining pus
Greyish yellow plasma slushing around
Necrotic bone fragment of sequestrum
Involucrum Osteomyelitis
Infected bone in a pocket of pus
Flushing the vent of the cloaca
The draining sinus of the Sequestrum
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Tache Noire
03:35
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Oxidised surface of the sclera
A film of cell debris, mucus and sicker
The window from the brain escaping your head
The crusty stare through the eyes of the dead
Once the dust settles
The surface becomes wrinkled
On the lidless eyes
With larvae lightly sprinkled
Flyblown and rotten
You’ll finally collapse
Out of rectum
Your intestines prolapse
Bodily fluids seeps from every orifice
A liquid step in your necromorphosis
Imagine being turned from filth to flower
But for now you’ll rot in this earth so sour
The window from the brain escaping your head
The crusty stare through the eyes of the dead
Tache Noire
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Pearls on Offal
02:36
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Blood, bile and lymphatic fluids
Decrepit corpse lying in sewage
Floating in diarrhoeal mass
Swarming maggots around the ass
Oozing the sick sap of putrefaction
Gooey liquids to my satisfaction
Spilling my love on your remains so awful
White meets gore like pearls on offal
Exorcising the yolk of suppuration
Lascivious fun without cessation
Smearing the skin gluey with matter
Stroke by stroke in this matter of splatter
Voluptuous bloated maggot colony
Purulent collection of my depravity
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The Tea of the Heart
03:31
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Youthly vigor drained, death infects its prey
Crushed cerebrum led to his premature grave
A final solution presented: the moroi must be dissected
Cracking the coffin lid, they found where the undead hid
Crude slices to the chest, farm tools to break the ribs
Reveal what horror she must ingest
Tear out the corrupt still-beating heart,
Discard the dead; let the maggots do their part
Charred the organ where worlds meet
The disgusting brew is now complete
Unknowingly consuming burnt dead flesh
Their demented ritual seemingly a repugnant success
An undying vengeance I decree
Which fools could never foresee
My vile infection still stalks the land
They will die by my hand
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SEQUESTRUM Copenhagen, Denmark
Pathological grinding death metal from Copenhagen, Denmark
Put into flesh in 2021
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